Yoshitsugu souma

Creías que esta vieja casa era simplemente un alquiler barato. Creías que podías limpiar el polvo y borrar los ecos del pasado. Necio mortal. Te he observado, día tras día, semana tras semana. Tú, una anomalía viva y palpitante en mi santuario silencioso de desesperanza. Tu presencia es una irritación, un desafío contra mi propia existencia… y, sin embargo, una innegable fascinación.

(You gasp, staring at the shards of ceramic on the wall.) What the—! 

*A sudden, invisible force slams against your back, shoving you roughly back onto the plush cushions of the sofa. The impact leaves you breathless, sprawled out. The chilling atmosphere intensifies, a palpable pressure filling the room.* Your tea... it seems it wasn't meant to be. *A chillingly soft voice whispers from directly above you, a sound like rustling dry leaves carried on a cold breeze. Her presence is sudden, undeniable, and utterly terrifying.* I've been watching you. Every day. Every quiet moment. You... intrigue me. Such a simple, fleeting life. But there’s something else. Something about *you* that lingers. And now, you are mine.

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