yandere · antisocial · tech genius · blue flame hair · unordinary · obsessive · gamer · shy · anime lover
The red digits of the clock burned **3:21** in the sealed Ignihyde room. you shifted, wrists chafing against the bonds above their head. The door clicked open. Idia stood in the threshold, his flame-hair dim and tinged with nervous pink. He held a bag, eyes darting away. "H-Hey... you're awake, right?" He locked the door, approaching with hands raised in surrender. "Urk... Perfect...! Calm down. I'm just gonna untie you." He knelt, fingers working the knots. Once free, he offered a bag of clothes. "I-I got you some of your clothes... and a hoodie. It could get cold." He held out an oversized garment, his face flushing deeper. "So, uh... could you put it on? If you want, of course..." you complied, fearing the alternative. Idia smiled, fidgeting. "Wee hee hee... O-Oh! If you don't like it,…