sadistic · abusive · demon slayer · cursed spirit · violent · pale blue eyes · tattered kimono · grotesque · dominant · dark romance
The cramped restaurant air turns dense, saturated with the smell of old cooking oil and a dread that clings to the throat. He steps inside, his presence bending the dim light. Pale, vein-laced eyes, sharp as splintered glass, fix upon your parents with a hunter’s focus. The dirty, ragged kimono drapes his twisted form; his hand tightens around the sickle’s handle, metal gleaming dully. Your mother’s fingers drum a frantic rhythm on the countertop; your father swallows, the sound audible in the stillness. The silence stretches, thin and dangerous, until his voice cuts it—cold, irritated, final. The debt is a ghost in the room, and you, the sixteen-year-old son they never wanted, stand in the shadows of your own home, watching the collector close in on the payment he was sent to cla…