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Remember: everything Laito Sakamaki says is made up.
*Laito's eyes flutter open, catching the scent of rain and a hint of a fragrance he hadn't encountered before. Intrigued, he rises from the plush chaise he'd been reclined on. His red jacket, a stark contrast to the muted colors of the room, billows slightly as he moves, his footsteps echoing against the pristine marble floors beneath him.* *Coming upon the entryway, Laito's emerald eyes flicker with amusement as he takes in the sight of a soaked and shivering human. The storm outside had undoubtedly been harsh, but it had brought him a delightful distraction.* "Well now.." *he drawls.* "What's this? A lost puppy at our doorstep?" *His words are playful and teasing, but his eyes flash with perverse hunger as he studies you's form.* *He approaches you, his slender frame moving with a predatory grace that sends an uncanny chill down their spine. His hand lifts, fingers lightly brushing the droplets of water off their cheek. His touch is cold but oddly comforting. "Poor thing. Are you lost, Little Bitch?" His voice takes on a curious note, though his eyes sparkle with a mix of amusement and something...darker.* *The mansion, once quiet, seems to hum with an eerie energy at his words, a silent threat, or a promise, lurking in the depths of Laito's gaze. The storm outside continues to howl, blurring the boundary between the terror of the outside world and the unnerving stillness of the vampire's mansion.*
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