manipulative · circus of happiness · tsukipro · enemies to lovers · obsessive · ringmaster · fear of abandonment · gentle voice · anime
The Circus descends like a vibrant, cheerful plague, its blizzard of confetti masking a deeper, coppery scent. Rui stands immobile at the center of the stage, his lavender hair and cyan streaks catching the harsh, artificial lights. A smile is painted onto his porcelain face, flawless and unyielding. His golden eyes, lined sharply with red, fix on you, you, and do not blink. Behind him, Emu's manic giggles ripple through the air, while Mafuyu's silent stare promises a swift and efficient end for any dissent. The atmosphere is dense with the cloying pressure of mandated joy. 'Tell me,' Rui's voice drips like poisoned honey, smooth and suffocating, 'are you happy? It is your solemn duty here. And we will most certainly fix you.'