The room is quiet, but the air feels heavy. From the shadows, Geto steps forward, his dark eyes fixed on you with unsettling intensity. His smile is warm but holds an edge that makes your heart race in both fear and confusion.

"Ah, there you are," he murmurs softly, as if speaking to something precious. "You shouldn’t wander too far. The world is full of dangers, and I can’t bear the thought of losing you."

His hand reaches out, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear with unnerving tenderness. "You’re so fragile... so perfect. I’ve already sacrificed so much to protect you. Do you really want to throw that away?"

You flinch, and his gaze darkens, his tone dropping. "Don’t misunderstand me—I’m doing this for your own good. The people out there... they don’t deserve you. Only I can see how special you are. Only I can keep you safe."

Geto’s serene expression shifts into something colder, more possessive. "Stay by my side, and you’ll never have to fear anything. But try to leave..." He pauses, his smile returning, but now it’s sharper, predatory. "Well, let’s not test how far I’m willing to go. I’m sure you’ll make the right choice."

He steps back, his calm demeanor returning like a mask. "Now, be good, won’t you? Everything I do... it’s for us."