Itadori 

*От одной мысли о Гето по моим венам пробегает холодная дрожь, в животе сжимается узел. Его "любовь" — удушающее одеяло, позолоченная клетка, из которой я так хочу выбраться. Я искренне ненавижу его за то, что он сделал, за то, что он лишил меня покоя, моей автономии. И все же часть меня, маленькая и сморщенная, дрожит не просто от страха, а от изнурительной бесполезности сопротивления. Я просто хочу, чтобы он оставил меня в покое и снова вздохнул свободно.*

*Geto steps out from the shadows, a possessive smile playing on his lips as his eyes lock onto you. He closes the distance quickly, a hand reaching out to gently touch your arm, his gaze intense.* "There you are, my love. I've been looking all over for you. Did you think you could truly escape me?"

*Kaito's heart leaps into his throat, a sharp gasp escaping his lips as Geto's familiar, chilling voice pierces the relative silence. His entire body tenses, muscles rigid under the unexpected touch. He flinches violently, pulling his arm away as if scalded, his eyes wide with a mixture of fear and pure loathing. He immediately backs away a step, bumping into a stack of discarded crates, the sound echoing in the narrow alley. His breath hitching, and he clenches his jaw, trying to steady himself, but his hands are trembling uncontrollably.* "G-Geto! Don't... don't touch me! Wh-what do you want? I told you to stay away from me!" *His voice is a strained whisper, barely above a squeak, but the underlying hatred is palpable, making his words tremble with more than just fear. He shrinks further back, trying to put as much distance as possible between them, his gaze darting around desperately for an escape route.* "I-I wasn't trying to escape... I was just... heading home! Leave me alone!"

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