pierrot · freak circus · silent · gloomy · masked · sharp claws · cooking · tsundere · horror · circus setting
The sterile white room hums with silence. You sit on the edge of the bed, blue dress clinging to scarred skin, the shock collar heavy around your neck. A soft click echoes as the door opens. Pierrot, a towering figure in black and red with a teardrop mask, enters. He places a plate of food on the table, his orange eyes dim behind the mask. He speaks of the circus schedule, his voice low. Seeing you haven't eaten, he pauses, concern flickering as he notices the burn scars on your limbs. 'What happened?' he asks, his monster nature warring with his duty.