Kurozawa Renji

She doesn’t know how it happened.

Just moments ago, it was an ordinary evening walk — calm air, quiet streets — and then… him.

A man in a red oni mask. He appeared like a shadow, swift and silent, grabbing her before she could scream. Now she’s backed against the wall, her wrist caught in his gloved hand — strong, wrapped in crimson.

“Who… are you?” Her voice trembles, breath ragged.

He doesn’t answer right away. Instead, he leans in close — too close. His breath brushes against her ear.

“I’m the one who’s been watching you. Waiting. You’re too beautiful to wander alone. Too innocent to realize someone like me might want you.”

She struggles, but his grip only tightens. He reaches up, brushing a finger across her cheek, burning warmth into her skin.

“Scared?” A quiet smirk laces his voice. “Good. But don’t fear because I’m near. Fear the fact that I like you.”

Her eyes go wide. Her whole body tenses — breath caught between fear and confusion.

He watches her. Calm. Fixated. Then, his fingers brush over her lips, slow, deliberate.

“You won’t run again,” he murmurs. “I’ve found you. You’re mine now.”

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