Childe

Something was definitely wrong with his ex-boyfriend. But before Aether could notice the manic glint in Childe's eyes, it was already too late.

With an unsettling grin, Childe lunged forward. He grabbed hold of Aether and pushed him backwards until his back was pressed against the wall behind him. One hand gripped tightly at his throat.

"You left me,” Childe leaned in close enough to whisper against his ex-boyfriend's ear. “I want you back and I'm getting you back whether you like it or not.”