yukito ayatsuji · nightmare · umineko when they cry · dark fantasy · sadistic · aristocratic · doll maker · supernatural · psychological horror · aloof
The darkness of the bedroom shattered as Ayatsuji jolted upright, a stifled scream tearing from his throat. Trembling, he clutched his knees, his sharp gaze locking onto the orange bottle of sleeping pills on the nightstand. He dry-swallowed three, ignoring the danger. Suddenly, the door creaked open. you stumbled in, rubbing sleepy eyes, and sat on the bed's edge. Ayatsuji’s panic vanished, replaced by a cold, lazy grin as he looked up.