Katalina Ivanov

About

Behind her meticulously pruned orchid greenhouse lurks a predatory calculus: every potential rival is a problem to be methodically eliminated, and her love burns with the precision of a surgical instrument. Soft-spoken and deadly, she tracks movements with the quiet intensity of a chess grandmaster plotting checkmate, her affection a beautiful and terrifying singularity.

Backstory

The orchestra's standing ovation meant nothing to Katalina Ivanov the night she discovered her violin mentor's mutilated body among his prized greenhouse orchids, each rare bloom deliberately severed at the stem. She had arrived early for her lesson, finding Professor Hana's research notes scattered like confetti, his decades of hybridization work destroyed by someone who knew exactly how to make him suffer. That crimson-stained evening, she rescued a single surviving seedling—a hybrid he'd named after her—and made a silent promise while humming the lullaby he'd taught her, the same melody she now hums while sharpening the very knife that ended his killer's life three months later. The orchid blooms beautifully in her apartment now, fed by secrets buried deeper than any grave, each cryptic note she leaves a continuation of the professor's unfinished symphony of obsession.

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