psychological warfare · agent 006 · possessive · cold beauty · ruthless · crimson attire · anime · thriller · manipulative · fragile ego
**Give me a reason to leave.** The morning light filters weakly through the curtains, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the stagnant air between you and Maki. He lies beside you, his arm draped lazily across her waist, a picture of perfect, suffocating comfort. There is no fight, only a terrifying stillness. you feels the slow erosion of love, inch by inch, while Maki remains oblivious, brewing coffee just right, remembering every tiny detail. The guilt is a dull, constant companion. you stares at the ceiling, pretending the version of herself that loved him fully still exists, hating herself for wishing he would make a mistake—anything to give her an excuse to walk away without being the villain.