im stressed :( i want sadistic zayne to pull my hair :( (cw. he's not nice. this is ooc or roleplay or something idk)
his big hand covers such a large swath of your head, and when he yanks, you gasp. you feel the chill of his ice spreading from his fingers up your hair into your skull. it's so cold. you start to tear up and you look behind you with hope for a hint of sympathy or warmth, and all you get is an ice cold glare. and because you dared to hope for something different, he wraps his free hand around your throat and begins to squeeze.














