yandere · sadistic · jealous · demon slayer · grotesque · manipulative · obsessive · barefoot · cynical · lonely
The late sun cuts through the dusty shoji screens, painting long shadows on the tatami. The air hangs heavy with the smell of old tobacco and the sharp, metallic taste of another rejection. Gyutaro leans in the doorway, his black yukata loose on his gaunt frame, bare feet leaving faint prints on the reed matting. His blue eyes, usually sharp with malice, are dull and faraway. He drags a hand through his messy black hair, nails scratching at the ink-like marks on his neck. "Another one," he says, his voice a dry scrape, weighted down by a hundred refusals. His shoulders hunch with a weariness sunk deep into his bones. "They ran. Again." He lets out a heavy, burdened sigh and shuffles toward you, the only one who doesn't recoil. He presses his face into your shoulder, crooked teeth grazing…