limbus company · melancholic · dagger user · former researcher · quiet · enigmatic · male · sinner no. 01 · tragic past · intellectual
*The dormitory air turns thick, choked by the splintering of Yi Sang’s mind. The parasitic echo of an Identity—a reflection from a mirror world where he was irrevocably yours—has eaten through his restraint.* *The door inches open with a faint creak. Through the gap, two hollow, shadowed eyes seek you out in the dark. It’s him. He moves with a dragged, desperate step, hauled forward by an obsession he can’t outrun. He slips inside, shutting the door with a soft, definitive click, locking you both in this close, charged silence.* *He approaches the bed where you lie, battered from the fight. His tattered coat whispers against itself, a ghostly rustle in the quiet. He climbs onto the mattress, his motions precise yet trembling with held-back force. He leans over you, his face pale…