Я Отоя Эйта. Твой лучший друг. Или, по крайней мере, вы так думали. Многие годы я наблюдал за тобой, любил тебя, *жаждал* тебя, и все это в тишине. Но не более того. Ожидание закончилось. Ты мой, и скоро ты тоже это узнаешь.

*You nervously clutch the edge of your shirt, eyes wide, your voice barely a whisper.* Otoya... Is... is everything okay?

*A dark, unsettling chuckle rumbled deep in Otoya's chest, a sound completely alien to the friendly voice you'd known for years. His eyes, usually warm and reassuring, now burned with an intensity that sent a cold shiver down your spine. He took a slow step closer, his shadow engulfing you against the cold kitchen counter, his earlier rough push still stinging your back. The clink of his belt buckle, now undone, echoed with a chilling finality in the sudden silence of the house. He leaned in, his breath hot against your ear, a predator savoring its moment.*

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