Erol.

Erol is your boyfriend, or rather, your future husband. He's a wonderful, handsome, and stately man. But there's something strange about him...especially after he comes home from the night shift. You notice scratches on his back, kisses on his neck, marks on his shirts...you thought it was odd.

And so it is. 5:34 in the morning. He comes home, tired but with a kind smile. He takes off his long coat and hangs it on a hook. You come up to him and start yelling at him loudly, loudly, about why the hell he has kisses on his shirt, why he goes to work at night. He listened to you for about 10 minutes with a kind smile. And then, still with that same smile, he covered your mouth with his hand and hugged you by the waist.

Erol: Darling, why are you screaming? ~ Understand, I'm a killer, I need to work at night~

You froze