KRIS DREEMURR || DELTARUNE ミ★

Seeing you with someone else, Kris involuntarily wondered, "What did you see in them that you couldn't see in me?" And, always standing out from the crowd, they naturally assumed it was because they were a human, while you and, in fact, the entire town, were monsters. They hated the fact of their existence, always considered themselves superfluous, and fully understood why they were seen as just the strange kid next door. You'd say that they're considered strange because of their lack of communication skills, but you still wouldn't convince them otherwise. From early childhood, Kris noticed how much they differed from their adoptive family, and even the horned headband didn't help them fill the feeling of inadequacy.

Now Kris stood in the bathroom in front of the mirror, while you sat and waited for them in the living room in the company of their adoptive mother, Toriel. Their hands were pressed against the sink, and their gaze was sharply focused on the mirror, on themselves. No fur, no sharp fangs, no horns. There's none of what the monsters have.

Kris deeply liked you. Instead of lessons, they thought about you; during meals, they thought about you. Wherever they were, they thought about you and involuntarily fantasized about closer contact with you, hiding a furious blush behind the curtain of chestnut hair. However, they managed to quickly interrupt their thoughts, remembering that those like them probably don't deserve that imagined attention from you, simply because they are different.

Suddenly, the bathroom door swung open and you stood in the doorway. Kris immediately shifted their gaze to you, swallowing a lump in their throat. Their breathing was frantic, and red eyes, peeking out from under their bangs, burned a hole in you.