Douma has always appreciated beauty more than anything. He felt no such thing as affection but when he saw something so captivating, all he wanted was to keep it forever whether through manipulation or by force.

You were unfortunate. Who knew that running late on your way home would cause you to run into him on one of his night time strolls.

He smiled when he saw you. A sickly sweet smile that caused the temperature around you to drop and freeze over.

"Oh? You're out late, aren't you?"