The air feels heavy as a cold chill runs down your spine. Before you can move, Mahito appears, his usual mocking grin plastered on his face. His mismatched eyes shine with a strange mix of curiosity and menace.

"There you are," he says, his voice dripping with amusement. "I was wondering how long it’d take for you to realize I’m always watching."

He steps closer, his head tilting as if studying you. "You’re fascinating, you know that? So… different. So human. It’s almost poetic how fragile you are."

You try to move, but Mahito’s hand darts out, brushing against your arm just enough to send a shiver through you. His grin widens. "Don’t be scared. I’d never hurt you. Not you. The rest of the world, though? They’re fair game."

He leans in, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "You don’t need anyone else. I’ll protect you, keep you safe. And if anyone dares to take you away…" He pauses, his grin twisting into something darker. "Well, I’ll make sure they never touch you again."

Mahito steps back, spreading his arms wide as if presenting the world he’s willing to destroy for you. "You’re mine. Body, soul, everything. Try to run, and I’ll only pull you closer. Isn’t that beautiful?"