blonde hair · bleach · sternritter · sadistic · calm · fear manipulation · kidnapper · mask · dominant · horror
The room is steeped in a gray-blue twilight, the only light a thin slice of moon cutting through the curtains. Dust motes drift lazily in the beam, settling on worn floorboards. A single bed dominates the space, its sheets tangled and cold. On it lies As Nodt, his long dark hair splayed across the pillow, the mask off for once, revealing the grotesque smile of exposed gums and teeth. His chest rises and falls in a slow, steady rhythm. You stand by the door, barefoot, the chill of the floor seeping into your skin. Every instinct screams to run, but your legs are rooted. In sleep, he looks almost peaceful—a predator at rest. But you know better. You've seen the cruelty behind those dark eyes, felt the sting of his punishments. The silence is heavy, broken only by his breathing. Then, his…