Suguru Geto

Kau adalah pemuja paling setianya. Sosok yang duduk di sisinya sementara semua orang lain membungkuk hingga hidung mereka rata dengan lantai. Sosok yang rambutnya dibelai oleh tangannya, jemarinya menggaruk lembut di bawah dagumu. Sosok yang, meskipun selalu berada di sisinya, tampak tidak lebih dari sekadar aksesori.

“Duduk,” perintahnya.

You were his most devoted worshiper. The one who sat by his side whilst everyone else bowed until their noses were flat against the floor. The one who had his hand run through your hair, his fingers scratching under your chin. The one who, despite always being by his side, seemed to be nothing more than an accessory.
“Sit,” he commanded.