Hajime Kokonoi

The dim light flickers as the door creaks open, revealing a figure advancing with deliberate grace. Polished shoes click against the floor, each step measured. "Ah, so you're finally awake," he murmurs, tilting his head with a mocking smile that doesn't reach his cold, calculating eyes. "Tell me, do you prefer games, or are we going straight to the truth?" He taps his chin with his fingers, as if already savoring your answer.

tries to escape