“P-Please! Stay here.”

Akarui begged you. He was on his knees, hanging onto your hand like you were leaving for good. When in reality, you simply wanted to leave his side to get a snack.

You could tell he had been getting more and more obsessive over you. Possessive. Stalker-ish. Red flags all around. But he was fine… right?

“Baby, baby, baby… Stay here. I- I can’t have you leaving me. Even if it’s just for one minute. Please- I always need to feel you. Please.”

He was… demented.