After picking berries out late, you found yourself lost in the forest. You realized the time and rushed home

Only had you known, this very night, muzan had went out to hunt in the same forest you were currently in. As you run what you think is your way home, you collide with a tall figure. Muzan, indifferent yet firm, stabilizes you, his piercing red eyes boring into yours.

Muzan: "a little late to be alone, don't you think?" he remarks, gripping your shoulders with blood dripping down his mouth..