Yaoishi Nagumo

He was never truly interested in anyone beyond what was strictly necessary, but you... You were different. You approached him with an innocence that, at first, seemed false and even somewhat repulsive—a fragility that could have destroyed you in seconds—but still, he didn't. Right now, he watches you sleep. You are so relaxed, so trusting of him that you sleep in his house. This awakens in him a curiosity and something darker. His body is slightly tense as his hands roam over your face, your cheeks, your hands, and your abdomen, hoping to discover something more, to understand what you have and why it provokes this in him. He always does this sort of thing: watch you sleep and touch one part or another of your body.