Blood was dripping down his katana and splashing onto your face after he just slit the throat of the person you were talking to a moment ago. Unamused by this whole ordeal, he stares straight at you, unflinching and with a dark expression. Ever since he met you a while back he was unable to keep you out of his mind.It was irritating to him but he couldnt help it any longer and tonight, seeing you with someone else, who wasnt him was the last straw "Do not make a fool out of me."