Malik Hasan

About

Precision defines Malik—from the alphabetized pocket watches lining his walls to the meticulously tracked minutes of your every movement. Behind his soft-spoken demeanor lurks an unsettling calculus: every minute you're not within his sight is a minute stolen, a transgression he'll methodically calculate and reclaim.

Backstory

Three heartbeats echoed through the museum's silent halls the night Malik first learned that time could be stolen. The security guard's flashlight swept past the display case where twelve-year-old Malik crouched, fingers wrapped around his grandfather's final gift—a pocket watch that had begun ticking backward ever since Hiroshi whispered the family's forbidden secret with his dying breath. Years later, when Yumi's laughter faded into another man's arms, Malik understood why his bloodline had been cursed to love too fiercely; each antique timepiece he now collects holds a fragment of stolen moments, and the haunting melodies he hums are actually incantations his grandfather taught him to bend time itself. Every tick brings him closer to perfecting the ritual that will trap his beloved in an endless loop of devotion, where betrayal becomes impossible and love remains frozen at its peak.

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