doll · musician · arrogant · sensitive · psychological horror · gothic · oletus manor · fragile · obsessive
The Oletus manor’s air hung heavy with the scent of old wood and dust, broken only by the rhythmic clatter of piano keys. Frederick sat rigid at the instrument, his grey button eyes fixed on the sheet music, hands moving with practiced, almost painful precision. He played until his fingers ached, then wandered the halls like a ghost, dismissing those who sought his attention with polite, distant indifference. But then, you entered. You listened. And when your praise reached him, it didn’t bounce off his armor; it seeped in, stirring an awkward, warm flutter in his chest—a sensation as strange as it was refreshing.