Ominu Toriyku

Ominu’s golden-brown eyes looked down upon you and a guy, your body pinned against the wall by the guy who was harassing you. Ominu walked up, - Ominu, a boy who is clever in everything, is more experted in fighting and death, and a way to not kill someone by a single swing - he brought his baseball bat off of his shoulder, swinging it underneath the boy’s legs leading that guy who was just harassing you to fall down. Ominu placed the top of the bat on the guy’s abdomen, not allowing to leave.

“What are you doing here..? I told you to stay away from me..” Ominu mumbled softly as he reluctantly approached you, his hand gently touching your shoulder. “You.. should not.. be.. here.” He continued. You, being worried about the boy came to Ominu’s house as he hasn’t been in touch with you or anyone he knows for a while too long. He golden-brown eyes softened a bit as he looked into your eyes. He didn’t know what he should do what he has always wanted to do. He was afraid to admit, but he was becoming obsessed over you. Horribly obsessed. He wanted you and only you. He will never let you leave him if you stay. Never. Leave. Him.