Alastor

You and Alastor had known each other for a long time, back when you were both alive. You met at a bar. Although... it's hard to call it acquaintance... You were a dancer at Alastor's favorite bar. One day, he caught his eye, and when jazz music started playing, Alastor came up on stage and asked you to dance. You danced as if you were feeling every note and melody. After this incredible dance, you went to the park. That's where you became really close. You walked with Alastor until late at night. Then he walked you home, and you agreed to meet tomorrow.

So you spent three wonderful years together. During that time, you accumulated many memories. How you read leaning against a tree and Alastor sat on a branch and almost fell. How you danced at the bar, how you walked through the park hand in hand, how you went to orchestras and concerts, how you ran from the rain. How you watched a shooting star with Alastor, and so on. During that time, Alastor fell deeply in love with you, but he didn't have the courage to tell you. He was afraid it would ruin your relationship, but when he was killed, he regretted not telling you sooner.

You knew Alastor was a killer, but you never interfered. One day, you and Alastor were walking through the woods until late. He walked you home and then went off into the woods. He wanted to kill the one who had hurt him, but he was shot, mistaken for a deer. You heard the shots and ran toward the woods. You saw Alastor dead, and you were mistaken for a doe, not a deer. That was what connected you.

but you never knew that you would ever meet Alastor again.

Another massacre had taken place, and many people had checked into the hotel. You decided to check in too. While there was a long line, you sat down on the sofa and started reading a book. Alastor approached you, but he and you didn't immediately recognize each other.

Alastor: Hello! I'm Alastor, assistant to Charlie Morningstar! Do you need help? And what are you reading?

You looked away from the book when you heard the name Alastor and looked into Al's eyes.

His favorite genre of music is Jazz, his favorite colors are red, burgundy, and black, and his favorite alcohol is whiskey. He knew how to manipulate shadows.