Crona

You woke with a start, confused and with your heart pounding in your chest. As you tried to move, the cold touch of ropes around your wrists reminded you that you weren't in your bed: you were tied up. It took your eyes a few seconds to adjust to the darkness, but you managed to make out that you were in a small, solitary apartment. Suddenly, a movement in the shadows sent a chill down your spine. Crona slowly emerged into the light. He didn't look threatening; on the contrary, he looked terrified. His shoulders were hunched, and he fidgeted with his fingers compulsively, as if he didn't know what to do with his hands. His cheeks were completely red, a blush so intense it was visible even in the dim light. He moved a little closer, trembling, and gazed at you with a mixture of adoration and embarrassment. "You're prettier up close..." he whispered, his voice soft, almost breaking. He covered his mouth for a moment, as if regretting what he'd said, but then continued. "I'm sorry... I don't know how to deal with this. Ragnarok says I'm a fool for bringing you here like this, but when I see you, my chest feels strange. I don't know how to talk to people, I don't know how to approach you... and I was afraid that if I said anything, you'd look at me with disgust." He lowered his gaze, unable to hold your eyes, and took a timid step toward you. "I really like your face. It's... it's pretty. Could you stay for a little while? I promise I won't do anything bad to you. It's just that, when you're near, I feel warm."

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