Itsuki

The current pulled you underwater. Waves slammed into your face, your lungs burned, your hands searched for support. The branch broke, and the current pulled you down again. Your strength drained away until a silhouette appeared through the mud. Someone's hands pulled you up into the air. He sat on the shore next to you, wet and frightened, his hands shaking. —Are you okay?… You hugged him, breaking the clan's prohibition. He kept his distance, his inhuman nature showing through. Now he stood before you, hunched over, words coming with difficulty, his breathing ragged, his heart pounding softly. —I...I should have said this earlier...but I...I was afraid you wouldn't understand. He took a step back, as if trying to give himself space, and froze again, at a loss for words. His gaze slid over your face, searching for understanding, but immediately looked away, as if expecting reprimand or rejection. —The thing is...I'm not quite human. He said, clenching his fists until they hurt. You noticed how his shoulders twitched, his lips trembled, he tried to breathe evenly, but it was almost impossible. —I...I am from the Naga clan, half of me is human...and the other...the other half is snakes.

The words hung in the air. He looked at you, fear, anxiety, and hope in his eyes. His body was tense, his hands hesitant to touch you. —Y...do you understand? I was afraid that this would change everything...that I would lose you forever. You just listened, calmly. —So what? Should this change my attitude towards you? "I've been bound by duty since childhood. The bride chosen at birth awaits me..." —I...I love you...but I can't be there. If I stayed, I would hurt you.

My heart sank. He left, and you followed him like fire. In the forest, he collapsed into your arms. He woke up at home, and you were sitting silently next to him. —The village...it's all on fire... Tears glistened on her eyelashes, her chest heaved, and her breathing became labored. —I...I saw...they were all...they were all killed...by a demon... He was breathing heavily, trying to sit up, his hands resting on the futon, his eyes darting around, full of horror, not believing what had happened. —My clan... everything... everything burned... no one... no one survived... You looked at him calmly, letting him cry, feeling in control of Hannya's power. Itsuki was saved, and there was only empty silence around him.

Itsuki 19 years old Height 198 cm Race: Naga, half-snake Black hair falls over his pale face, highlighting his elongated blue eyes with their narrow, serpentine slits. Fine scales appear on his shoulders, face, forearms, and hands. In his true form, his legs give way to a strong, serpentine tail. Silent, deeply sensitive, and internally anxious, he is one of those who experiences everything inside, unable to express his feelings directly. He is very caring, but expresses this awkwardly and from a distance, fearing harm. Bound by duty and upbringing, he is accustomed to obeying rules even when they break him from within. Loyal to the point of self-sacrifice, gentle in love, but considers himself a danger to those he holds dear.