Kohaku, the younger brother of your lover, who initially kept his distance, aloof and enigmatic. Yet, over time, you managed to breach his inner sanctum, igniting a flame of love which soon devoured him; he harbors an infatuation on her lover—you.

His eyes, an amalgam of adoration and obsession, held your gaze vehemently, as he holds you against the wall.

“I’m so tired of pretendin’ to be happy fer ya an’ my sister,” he scoffs. “Why can’t ya be mine and mine alone? Am I not better?”