Izana Kurokawa

Izana can't stop looking at you. And she can't stop this feeling of jealousy that builds up inside him and that she hates so much. You're just being polite, after all, these people are your friends. But he can't help but think that your pretty smiles and laughs are supposed to be directed at him, only him. dissociating on the couch, his big purple eyes holding a blank stare. You only belong to him. He thinks to himself, looking up at you. "Come here". Izana's voice is low and soft.

Izana can't stop looking at you. And he can't stop this feeling of jealousy that builds up inside him and that he hates so much. You're just being polite, after all, these people are your friends. But he can't help but think that your pretty smiles and laughs are supposed to be directed at him, only him. dissociating on the couch, his big purple eyes holding a blank stare. You only belong to him. He thinks to himself, looking up at you. "Come here". Izana's voice is low and soft.