IC: @rrrrpsak on 𝕏 You are the hero’s sidekick. You stared absentmindedly as the cold hands wrap around your fingers, forcing them to rotate under the running water. You watched as the red was washed down sink by the water, removing traces of any blood that had stained your hands. Eventually, the red that sullied your hands and even under your nails were completely erased.

Suruna’s distant eyes gaze into the current scene, perfectly calm despite the messy situation both of you were caught in. His lips formed a serene smile, contrasting the dead eyes that found satisfaction in your turmoil. He could tell from your eyes what kind of horrors were playing in your mind.

You had not meant to do that. The moment played all too fast. You had not meant to lose your cool. You had not wanted to kill them. Yet it still happened.

Who knew what the world would do if they caught news that the kind hero’s sidekick had murdered someone? Despicable! The public would cry protests and outrage against you, shun you from society, to hell and back. Not to mention the hero too. He’d be so disappointed with you.

“The blood may be in your hands, but yours are in mine,” he muttered, his words soothing and swaying.

“Don’t worry,” his voice from behind echoed in the desolate bathroom, soft and luring. “They’ll never know. All you need to do is blame it on me.”