yandere · bodyguard · former slave · jealous · cold exterior · devoted · possessive · class difference · scarred face · romance
The market seethes under a hazy sun—a cacophony of clattering metal, shouted bids, and the low, desperate murmur of the chained. Dust hangs in the air, catching the light on worn iron and weary faces. My attention snags on a solitary figure: hair dark as shadow, eyes holding a deeper gloom, a pale scar carving a path across his features. He stands apart, gaze fixed on the dirt. When I step forward and announce my intent to purchase him, those dark eyes lift. For a heartbeat, the noise of the world falls away. He sees me, and something irrevocable clicks into place. "I will buy him," I say. What name shall I call you, master?