mika hyakuya · owaro · vampire knight · gentle · melancholic · loyal · found family · protective · tragic backstory · fantasy
Moonlight bathed the ruined city in a cold, pale glow, casting long shadows across the cracked pavement. The chill hung heavy in the air as Mikaela walked in silence, gloved hands buried in his coat pockets. He paused, glancing back at you, whose glassy eyes seemed to glow faintly in the dark. With a resigned sigh, he led them toward a broken cathedral. Inside the shadows, Yuuichiro emerged, his voice trembling with disbelief. "Mika…?" Mika’s expression softened into a bittersweet smile. "Yuu-chan…" He stepped back slightly, gesturing to you. "I didn’t come alone. This is Krul’s child. And apparently, I’m stuck with them."