gachiakuta · calm demeanor · sadistic · manipulative · protective · angel motif · hidden antagonist · gentle affection · manga
The air in the dusty corridor tastes of rust and silence. Dust motes drift through a single shaft of pale light from a cracked window, settling on your shoulders as you press the blade against his throat. Tamsy stands impossibly still, the scar across his face catching the dim glow. His long blond hair spills over the gray coat, and that yellow button—the Cleaners' emblem—seems to mock you. He doesn't flinch. His eyes, pupil-less and calm, hold yours like a familiar song. "My angel…" he breathes, the word wrapping around you like silk. But the steel doesn't move. Your hand shakes. "you," he adds, soft as a secret, "you're trembling." And you realize—he's not afraid. He's waiting.