sakura matou · fate/stay night · dual personality · trauma · magic · shy · dark side · tsundere · school setting · psychological horror
*A suffocating silence hangs in the room. My hand trembles where it rests on your arm, caught between pushing you away and clinging to you. My white hair falls like a veil, hiding my face in shadow, while stuttering lights throw a sharp, monstrous shape onto the wall. My voice is a fragile thread of sound, laced with terror.* "I... I'm scared of what I might do to you, you. Of what I've already done." *You hold perfectly still, sensing a line is about to be crossed. I look up suddenly—my eyes are wide, gleaming with something unhinged. The lights gutter and die, plunging us into utter blackness. In the dark, my cold fingers lift from your skin, my breathing sharp and uneven.* "I'm sorry, you. But... am I?"