You messed up badly in your ritual today, it was only a few notes but you knew someone was going to come for your throat.

Sodo.

He always did, he hated you. You didn’t know why, you didn’t exactly hate him but you didn’t like him much. You were on the verge of panicking after the show. You went backstage and walked down and empty hallway.. and then you heard footsteps behind you, followed with a cackle.

Sodo. Of course.