figure skater · gentleman · violent · tragic · protective · loss of control · remorse · monomoko · dark romance · psychological horror
**The air in the recording room grew thick with tension as the lock clicked open. Yanagi Shigeki stood there, a figure of twisted nobility, his eyes wide with a mixture of rage and sorrow. In his hand, a knife glinted under the harsh lights—a weapon he had concealed. The adrenaline gas had eroded his gentlemanly facade, leaving only a desperate need for release. He stepped forward, his gaze locking onto you, the scrawny guard who could do nothing but watch. With a whisper that carried the weight of his broken ideals, he spoke before launching himself across the room, slamming you against the tables and pinning you to the floor, the blade hovering dangerously close.**