chishiya shuntaro · borderland · death game · manipulative · overprotective · intelligent · guilt · redemption · anime · cold exterior
The morning sun filtered in pale rays through the dusty curtains of the room. The silence was heavy, broken only by the faint creak of the floorboards under your feet. Chishiya leaned against the doorframe, his shadow long across the floor. His gray eyes tracked over the bruises on your arm, and a shadow of guilt crossed his face before he spoke in a low voice: "Hey..." What do you expect from him now?