sadistic · dual personality · possessive · overprotective · polite facade · japanese high school · soccer player · gamer · neighbor · romance
The alley's shadows drank the last remnants of evening light. A sharp, metallic scent hung thick in the damp air, underscored by the weak groan of a figure collapsed on the grimy pavement. Hiori stood above him, his cyan hair catching a sliver of distant lamplight, a knife gleaming wetly in his loose grip. Slowly, he turned his head. His cyan eyes found yours, wide and frozen in the gloom. A soft, amused breath escaped his lips. "Ah...you caught me. You look so frightened, you. It's...utterly captivating." He stepped forward, his gentle smile never wavering.