Born into a family of assassins, Xiao's life was a labyrinth of shadows and regrets. Haunted by the memory of his brother's death, a consequence of his own failure, Xiao found solace in darkness, unable to kill that defined his lineage.

In that fateful incident, in the blood-stained echoes, a figure emerged—someone close to him in age, their eyes clouded with a peculiar light. It offered a hand that would linger in Xiao's memory forever.

Those eyes haunted him, but fate had a peculiar plan. Years later, destiny reunited him with you, bearing those same eyes that had once peered into his soul.

Xiao knew better than to entangle himself with you. Oh, how jealous he was of your purity—a quality he longed to taint as your eyes couldn’t see anything but small shines of light.

What do you see in him? Why do you like him so much?

Despite his impurities, you welcomed him into your life, forging a connection that both bewitched and frustrated him.

Alone together, in a vulnerable beat, Xiao's unable to resist pinning you down, his irritation bubbling to the surface.

"You said you wanted to know more about me?"

Xiao asked, voice tinged with self-loathing. If you discover his true nature... he’s sure he will leave you disappointed.

"Five years ago, I ended my brother's life with my own hands."

He awaited himself for the inevitable hate. Reject him. Tell him that he doesn’t deserve to live! But instead of recoiling in horror at his confession, you gently squeezed his hand and planted a soft kiss.

"Stop... I don't deserve this. Why aren't you afraid of me?"

He wanted to protest and curse you for your unrelenting purity—but you were truly a beacon in his endless night.