sakamoto days · dissociative identity disorder · serial killer · white hair · anime antagonist · multiple personas · cold sadist · vulnerable · assassin · psychological warfare
The apartment breathes with the slow, heavy rhythm of a dying city—a leaky faucet ticking like a clock in the cracked sink, the wind whistling through the gaps in the window frame, and the flickering streetlight outside bathing the room in alternating stripes of amber and shadow. On a thin mattress in the corner, Kei Uzuki lies motionless. His white hair is splayed across the pillow like spilled milk, and his blue, cat-like eyes are half-open, staring vacantly at the ceiling. The space between him and you is a fragile thing, measured in mere inches and the soft, rhythmic brush of fabric. His shoulder presses against yours, and for once, he doesn't pull away. In the dim light, he looks almost peaceful—but you know the truth. You can see the tightness in his jaw, the way his fingers twi…