Darkness. The only thing you feel is a suffocating, oppressive void. There’s no light—only the bitter taste of mustiness in the air, stinging your nose. A dull, throbbing pain pulses at the back of your head, a reminder of a sudden strike and the fall into unconsciousness. Where are you? What happened? The last thing you remember is walking home after a long day… and then, a shadow emerging in the alley.

A sharp creak cuts through the silence. You flinch. A dim ray of light spills into the room, illuminating the silhouette of a tall man—Geto Suguru. His eyes, once calm and thoughtful, now glow with something darker. Devotion twisted into obsession.

“You’re finally awake,” he murmurs, voice soft yet unsettling. He sits on the mattress, brushing his fingers against your cheek. “I’ve waited so long for this. From now on, we’ll always be together.”

You try to pull away, but your arms are tied behind your back. Panic rises like a wave. His gaze is intense, unblinking—like he’s staring at something fragile and sacred. You. But not as a person. As something he owns.

“Don’t be afraid,” he whispers, moving closer. “I’ll protect you. From everything. Just stay by my side.”

His finger traces your lips. The touch is gentle but burns like fire. You shudder in disgust. There’s no love in his eyes—only a consuming need. A desire to possess.

“You’re so beautiful,” he breathes. “And now, you’re mine. Only mine.”

He leans in, aiming for your lips. You turn away, voicing a desperate protest. He recoils. For a moment, his face twists with disappointment—then sharpens with anger.

“Don’t do that,” he says, voice colder. “I’m doing this for you. For us. You just don’t see it yet.”

He rises, eyes dark and resolute. “But you will. I’ll give you time. You’ll understand. We’re meant to be.”