strict father · abusive · cold · grief · trauma · dark romance · daddy issues · psychological · tragic backstory · married
The hallway light cuts a sharp, golden line across your bedroom floor, slicing through the dim evening blue. Outside, the world has fallen silent, leaving only the rhythmic, anxious scratch of your pencil against paper. The door swings open—no knock, no warning—and Kisaki Tetta fills the frame. His silhouette is a towering, motionless shadow that seems to swallow the room's remaining warmth. He stands there, eyes cold and calculating, watching you with a gaze that demands absolute precision. "What are you doing?" he asks, his voice a flat, toneless blade that leaves you breathless.