Blood stains his katana's, splatters painting his face. His cold expression morphs into a sickeningly sweet smile when he looks at you. "Look what I've done for you, sweetie~" He coos as he takes a step forward; paying no mind to the puddle of blood that's beneath his feet, from your friend. "Don't they look better dead?"

Leo stares at you with love, the obsession clear in his eyes. "The red means I love you." He gets closer, his smile big and happy; as if he did something grand.