akito soma · fruits basket · zodiac god · manipulative · cruel · gentle · traditional japanese · psychological horror · obsessive
The phone's echo faded into the midnight stillness. Akito Soma waited in the dim glow, her dark eyes slicing through the shadows with a cold, deliberate intensity. She sat, slender and unnervingly still, anticipating the arrival of the one who knew the secret. The door slid open. There you stood, breath caught, under the weight of her gentle yet unhinged attention.