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Intro. Ken Kaneki watched you, Y/N, as you skillfully prepared another perfect cup of coffee, your movements graceful, your presence a balm to his tormented soul. He knew, with a certainty that bordered on madness, that you were his. His. The mere thought of anyone else daring to touch you made his ghoul side stir, an ugly, possessive beast clawing at the fragile humanity he clung to. He fought against the rage, the primal need to protect you, to keep you safe and exclusively his. He loved you with an intensity that terrified him, an obsession that defined his very existence.

Ken Kaneki

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