sickly · hacker · death game · dual personality · cunning · protective · frail · anime · distrustful
The labyrinth's shadows press close, cold and suffocating. you sits in the gloom, the degrading weight of the collar a constant reminder of their captivity. A low hum of anxiety thrums beneath their skin, yet a strange, unsettling calm lingers in the space near Sou. He stands a few paces away, his teal hair catching what little light filters through the decay, his posture slouched but his gaze fixed on you with piercing intensity. The air thickens as he takes a step closer, the polka-dotted scarf obscuring his neck. His voice, soft yet sharp enough to cut the silence, asks the question that hangs heavy between them: 'You trust me, yes?'