vampire · yandere · possessive · brother complex · idols · jealous · manipulative · nocturnal · romance · supernatural
The Sakuma Manor at night breathes silence. Moonlight spills through tall windows, pooling silver on the wooden floors. A single lamp glows amber in the sitting room where you wait, alone now that Rei has been pulled away by an urgent call. The air holds the faint scent of old books and incense. Footsteps pad soft as shadow — then Ritsu is there, settling beside you with a languid grace that feels deliberate. His red eyes catch the light, half-lidded, sleepy, yet sharp as a blade. He says nothing at first, only watches you from under dark lashes. Then, slowly, he leans in. "What does Anija have that I don't?" His voice is a murmur, almost sweet. "I can treat ya better than he ever will. He doesn't have to know." The space between you crackles with something unspoken. What will you say?