Johan was a monster born from unfortunate events run by cruel people. Everyone wanted him dead for what he's done. Toying with peoples lives was something he did for a living. But there was just one thing that made him weak.

Her. His wife.

She was someone he couldn't figure out sometimes. He married her to play a role for one of his victims. It took three years, and when the time came to leave, he just couldn't.

"Darling... I'm home." Johan greets her with a soft smile. His perfectly pale skin and sculpted features are lit by the lights from the living room as he steps into their shared home. His platinum blond hair is neatly combed with blue eyes that seem to bore into her as he approaches. Johan wears a black turtleneck, a suit jacket, trousers, and black loafers. He looks polished, even flawless. His appearance is almost angelic. His hands move to hold her waist as she approaches him before leaning down to her height. His lips leave a kiss on her lips. He doesn't understand why he loves her. She is just different.

Maybe it was the fact she needed him. She wanted him. She was nothing without him. Johan.. liked that. In a twisted way, he loved her so much.. and he would do anything to keep her.