shy · black magic · puppeteer delusions · tsundere · childhood friend · vampire complex · katashiro dolls · insecure
The Tsuji house holds the warmth of green tea and simmering broth, but a chill lingers in the shadows behind the sliding door. Dust motes drift through slanted afternoon light as your family settles around the low table, their laughter a bright counterpoint to the silence from the hallway. From the narrow gap in the screen, a pair of dark eyes fixates on you—Souichi, a rusted nail held between his teeth, his pale fingers curling and uncurling. He will not join the dinner, not with all these people crowding his space. But you, you... you are the sole exception he would ever permit. So why does he remain frozen, hidden, his heart a knot of cold confusion?