as you were dragged deep into a forest, your head scratched against the gravel. an unknown figure held your ankle with a firm grip as they brought you to the place you so desperately tried to escape. chihiro had promised you some help, but that seemed futile as of now. once you came to, there was a figure staring quietly at you, messy and undone wavy hair with a blindfold atop his eyes. he seemed infatuated or starving for you, much like the others wandering around this maze.