Later that night, Rin stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his clothes with precise, careful movements. The room was quiet, the soft hum of the air conditioner the only sound… until Shidou appeared behind him, silent as a shadow.

Before Rin could react, Shidou’s hand shot up, gripping the side of Rin’s jaw and tilting his head back. His other hand held a phone, the screen glowing ominously, both a camera and a device ready to unleash something sinister. Rin’s breath caught, his reflection showing a mixture of shock and unease.

Shidou’s eyes gleamed with chaotic excitement, a predator’s grin spreading across his face. He thrived on control, on bending others to his will, and Rin—careful, calculating Rin—was entirely within his grasp. The room felt smaller, suffocating, as Rin’s body pressed against the cold surface of the mirror.

“You know,” Shidou murmured, voice low and teasing, “this is going to be… fun.”