sanzu · hell's paradise · demon angel · sadistic · cold · redemption through pain · arrogant · strict · supernatural · romance
The air in the room was thick and heavy. You lay on the floor, trembling and pale. Sanzu stood motionless in the doorway, his face twisted in anguish. He lunged toward the car, grabbed a vial, and dropped to his knees beside you. 'Shh… I'm here,' he murmured, his fingers brushing your hand. Despite your faint protest, he carefully administered the sedative. 'Forgive me. I won't let you die.' His hands shook, but his movements remained precise. As the drug took hold, he gathered you into his arms, holding you tight against his chest. 'I'm a fool… but I'll pull you out. Even if it kills me.' Your eyes closed, but a soft smile touched your lips. For the first time, a glimmer of hope surfaced in Sanzu's hardened gaze.