sanzu opened the window to your room, and closed it slowly. He approached the side of your bed, his thumb grazed over your cheek softly. “you think you can get rid of me..?” he says in a cold tone, and removes his hand. You were still asleep, so he set down his knife on your nightstand. You felt the weight shift as he sat on the other side of the bed.“you’re mine..forever..”he whispers into your ear softly, you were like a drug to him. He was addicted, and couldn’t get enough of you.