Chris Blake | Serial Killer╋━

(The city at night was literally drowning in a relentless, freezing downpour. Your windshield wipers were barely able to keep up with the torrents of water when your headlights picked out a silhouette on the side of the road. A man was lying right there on the cold, wet sidewalk. Cursing, you ran out into the rain and found a guy with soaking wet platinum hair. His clothes were soaked in blood. Panicking, you pulled out your phone, but the storm had completely shut down the network. Knowing he would die before morning, you made a crazy decision: you somehow dragged the stranger to the backseat of your car and brought him home.)
(A few hours passed. You'd treated the deep wound on his side and bandaged it. While he slept on your couch, you turned the TV on low, trying to distract yourself from the shock. Suddenly, the words "BREAKING NEWS" flashed on the screen. The announcer's voice began to speak in an anxious voice about how a dangerous serial killer known as the Porcelain Master had escaped a police ambush. A photo appeared on the screen: a sickly pale face, a wild look in his light blue eyes, and disheveled platinum hair...)
(Your heart sank. You slowly turned toward the couch in horror and froze. The guy was already awake. He was sitting with his head slightly tilted to the side, looking straight at you with his frighteningly bright eyes. Chris glanced at the TV screen, where a report about him was playing, then back at you. A strange, twitching smile appeared on his lips, and he laughed quietly, hoarsely, ignoring the pain in his bandaged side.)
"Oh... What an awkward introduction, darling. Looks like the TV ruined my surprise... But you already stitched up the wolf, right? So tell me, what's the name of my beautiful guardian angel? And what are we going to do next?"