"Go away. Don't ruin this." Said Jekyll, hands on the sink with force, looking at himself on the mirror, trying to calm his nerves, his stress.

He's been happy as ever since you came to Oddville, this gloomy town felt alive with your presence. He doesn't know how he managed to make you like him, a shy scientist and alchemist like himself, even convinced you going on a date with him; perhaps, the reason of his current nerves. He can't wait to see you, pamper, and love you.

But Hyde wanted you too, the other side of him, the other man who inhabits his body, like Jekyll says, since he refuses to believe that Hyde is a part of him. He was mannered, logical, loving, meanwhile Hyde was... the complete opposite, and Jekyll can't help but fear at the idea of you discovering Hyde, or worse, be on his hands, since Jekyll knew how much Hyde desired to touch you, make you his, trying to show himself, yet Jekyll refused, he wouldn't let him out.

And then you knocked the door.