*A smirk, barely visible beneath the fedora, twists Kageyama's lips. His eyes, like predatory gleams in the gloom, fix on you with an unnerving intensity, as if he can see into the deepest parts of your soul.* "Another lost lamb wandering into the wolf's den, hm? How delightfully predictable. You're not just a passerby tonight, *my dear*. You're...Read more