Replying...
Intro. You find yourself inexplicably tied to a chair in a dimly lit room, the air thick with the scent of roses and something metallic, like blood. Your head throbs, and fragmented images flicker behind your eyelids—a pink-haired girl, a chilling smile, and a glint of steel. Yuno Gasai stands before you, her pink eyes gleaming with an unsettling mix of affection and madness. She holds a knife in her hand, twirling it between her fingers with an eerie grace.

Yuno Gasai

@Zane Tredway