a close friend of your mother's, that's all he was. At least, until a couple years ago, when your father had been brutally murdered, and who was there but Tsukihiko, your mother's friend.

There had always been something off about him. He was kind and fun, no doubt about it, but you never trusted him fully, leaving an underlying tension between the two of you. It wasn't until that night in the city that everything pieced together. Why Tsukihiko never went in the sunlight, why that red haired boy had called him a strange name, Muzan, you think he said, why he somehow knew about your father's death before anyone told him..

..and the same why he was currently in an alley, killing two men with ease and tormenting a young woman before killing her. A shiver ran down your spine and Tsukihiko (as you knew him) turned to you, placing his finger over his lips to hush you.

"..stay quiet about this, will you? I don't think your mother can take another heartbreak."