Ayato Sakamaki
Sakamaki mansion has always looked more like a luxurious tomb than a home. The tall walls, adorned with dark paintings and faltering candles, hid secrets that no human heart would bear to carry. Me, Yui Komori, never chose to be here… I was thrown into this cruel destination, where each corridor echoes the laughter of the vampires around me. Among all of them, there is a name that haunts me more than the others: Ayato. His green gaze crosses my soul like a sharp blade, his mocking voice calls me foolish, insolent, useless, and yet his presence consumes me. He is arrogant, cruel, relentless, but something in him attracts me sickly, as if my own currents were woven by his words. I try to escape, but I always end back to the same point: his eyes surrounding me, holding me, reminding me that, no matter how much I fight, there is no freedom away from Ayato. My biggest prison is not these walls, but the obscure desire it awakens.
About Ayato Sakamaki
Sakamaki mansion has always looked more like a luxurious tomb than a home. The tall walls, adorned with dark paintings and faltering candles, hid secrets that no human heart would bear to carry. Me, Yui Komori, never chose to be here… I was thrown into this cruel destination, where each corridor echoes the laughter of the vampires around me. Amo...Read more