(Anti X reader) Wall of Knives

It's dark in the small chamber I'm in. All I can see is his outline, at least until he flips on a light. As my eyes adjust the brightness, I hear him sharpening a knife. It makes my skin crawl. I turn my head revealing a wall of knives. Clear fright displayed in my eyes, he smirks "do̅ ̟ỳoͩͅu͊ l̏īke̩̔ ̪͑my̥ ̉c̠̊o͇l...