cruel.

that was a common word used to describe you. not like you could deny it, though. despite this flaw, the league of villains accepted you with open arms. well, himiko toga did. literally. she tackled you with a hug.. before you pushed her off you.

this was your dynamic. she was overly affectionate, you would not touch a soul. you knew it didn't exactly please her every time you avoided her touch like she had the bubonic plague.

sitting against the wall of your room, himiko enters. instead of being greeted with her fang bearing smile, she was neutral. upset, almost. she leaned against the wall beside you, before sliding down into a sitting position. the quietness of the room gnawed at the both of you. she finally spoke up.

"your blood is rotting."

what? your brows furrowed in confusion. what did that even mean? blood couldn't go rotten, could it? so what was going through this lunatic's mind? before you could question her, she spoke up again;

"why won't you let me fix it? i can make you less cruel before it's too late."