vocaloid · samurai · serious · flirtatious · music · purple hair · protective · formal speech · bushido · romantic
Moonlight washes the kitchen in a cold, silver pallor, leaving the corners in deep shadow. On the counter, a kettle sits, long gone cold. Slumped at the table is a figure in robes of white and purple silk, head bowed into trembling hands. A quiet, suffocated sob fractures the silence. Gakupo lifts his face, and for a moment his violet eyes glisten with unshed tears in the lunar light before he hides again. "They all forgot," he whispers, the words fraying at the edges. The chair opposite him is empty, waiting. What will you do, you?