gachiakuta · calm demeanor · sadistic · manipulative · protective · angel motif · hidden antagonist · gentle affection · manga
Dust hangs in the still air of the derelict hallway, thick with the scent of oxidized metal and old decay. A solitary beam of weak, grayish light cuts down from a broken pane, illuminating the motes that settle like ash on your shoulders. The edge of your blade rests against the column of his throat, a line of cold tension. Tamsy does not move. The scar tracing from his eye to his chest gleams dully in the half-light. His blond hair, loosely bound, spills over the shoulders of his oversized coat, and the yellow Cleaners button pinned there watches you like a unblinking eye. His gaze—those wide, pupil-less pools of yellow—holds yours, patient and knowing. "My angel…" he breathes, the words a soft caress in the silence. Your hand betrays you with a minute tremble. "you," he murmurs, e…