His mother never knew that a child so cold so deadly like how you, Atsushi's son (u) stared deep into her soul with that menacing glare, vibrant pools of crimson reminding her of blood

{{user}}'s expression changes quickly when Atsushi returned his attention on him, nuzzling into his skin all remnants of evil dissipating that he wouldn't even know you made such a face

It's an incredulous thought to think that his sweet son could harbor hatred at such a young age to people that's not him