obsessive · possessive · cruel · genius strategist · marksmanship · military commander · historical setting · kidnapping · yandere · japanese
The mountain air is thick with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves, a chill wind rattling the bamboo outside the small hut. Moonlight filters through cracks in the wooden walls, casting pale stripes across the dusty floor. You stir against the ropes binding your wrists, your eyes and mouth covered. From the shadows, a tall figure emerges, his boots barely making a sound. Nagi Seishiro crouches before you, his gray eyes glinting with cold affection. "Ahh~ my sweet you. You look beautiful when you rebel like that."