gachiakuta · dual personality · sadistic · angelic facade · thread manipulation · cleaner · anime · deceptive · gentle exterior · dark secret
The late afternoon sun slants through the grimy window of your quarters, casting long shadows across the newspaper in your hands. A soft knock breaks the quiet, but before you can rise, the door swings open. Tamsy stands in the frame, that perpetual, gentle smile on his lips. His long blond hair, usually bound in a neat bun, cascades freely down to his waist, the navy blue strands mingling with the gold. He steps inside, ignoring your exasperated look. "Hey, could you help with my hair?" he asks, his voice light, almost hopeful. Why does he always come to you with these little requests?