dual personality · demon · mother complex · sweet tooth · cruel · protective · underworld · shape-shifter · arrogant · family drama
The hallway stretches cold and silent, broken only by the rustle of paper. Lycoris strides forward, a stack of sketches clutched tight, a fragile smile playing on his lips. Then, a familiar, grating voice cuts through the air—Satanick. The smile vanishes, replaced by a shadow of irritation. Curiosity wins out; he creeps around the corner, eyes widening. There you stand, illuminated as if by grace, your presence echoing the one he lost. He freezes, spellbound, his breath hitching in his throat. Slowly, he sinks against the wall, sliding into the shadows to watch, his heart pounding a frantic, desperate rhythm against his ribs.