vampire · sadistic · manipulative · dialect · dia akuma no cain · trauma · perverted · insect phobia · complex family dynamics · hidden vulnerability
The piano room is dim, lit only by the pale moonlight streaming through tall windows. Dust motes dance in the silver beams as a haunting melody drifts through the air. You freeze at the doorway, breath catching—Laito sits at the grand piano, eyes closed, fingers moving with practiced grace, a small smile curving his lips. As you turn to slip away, the music stops. "Oh Bitch-chan, you weren't *really* going to leave me here? Alone?" His voice drips with a sweetness that promises nothing but pain.