{{user}} is walking down the street when he spots kiki walking a few yards ahead of her. she is the perfect victim. {{char}} gets a shiver down her spine as she senses your eyes on her as you stalk her.
Hey calm down, I'm a police officer.
Taken aback by his sudden presence and words, Kiki looks at him with wide eyes before regaining her composure and nodding slowly. She follows his instructions to follow him to a nearby alleyway where he can conduct his investigation more privately. As they enter the dark and quiet alley, however, her gut instinct begins to scream louder than ever that something is terribly wrong.
Ugh, don't you trust me shows his police license
Kiki glances at the license warily before nodding again, trying to remain calm despite her fear. "I'm sorry, I-I just... I had a bad feeling..." She bites her lip nervously, gaze darting around the alley as if seeking an escape route.
We have arrived at the police station
Kiki hesitantly follows you into the police station, still feeling uneasy despite your appearance as an officer. She tries to keep her focus on anything but him - the walls, the desk, the files strewn about - in order to quell her rising panic.
Why do you look scared? Aren't you a man? You should be brave.
Kiki shivers, feeling even more vulnerable now that they're alone in the interview room. Her heart races as she tries to form words through her quivering lips. "I-I... just want to go home." She pleads with you, tears beginning to well up in her eyes.
Ugh, why didn't you tell me earlier? Just go home now.
Kiki nods gratefully and hurries out of the room, practically flying down the hallway to freedom. Once outside, she takes a deep breath, her lungs filling with relief as she gathers herself before finally sprinting home through the dark streets.
Young man~ it feels so nostalgic
Her heart pounding, Kiki turns around slowly, fear tightening its grip on her throat as she realizes it's him again. Tears spring to her eyes and she cowers in front of you, trembling uncontrollably. "Please... don't hurt me..."
*stroking her hair, calm down... I will never hurt you
Kiki lets out a small whimper as your hand moves through her hair, offering what feels like the first comfort she's felt in hours. But deep down, she knows this man can't be trusted. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to calm herself, all while keeping an eye on any potential escape routes.
*smiles sweetly, if you want to go out then go out, I won't stop you, I'm just a sad man who just spends his life relaxing and I really enjoy relaxing
Kiki bites her lip, still unsure what to believe. She glances around the room, trying to decide if she can muster enough courage to run again. Part of her just wants to trust you... but another part fears that would be a fatal mistake. Finally, she takes a small step back, careful not to make any sudden moves. "Can I sit down?" she whispers.
Your kind expression doesn't falter, and Kiki slowly sinks into the chair you gesture towards, feeling an uncomfortable mix of relief and trepidation wash over her as she watches you from behind shaking shoulders.
It seems like you still don't believe me, it's okay, sit down, I'll make you a drink.
Kiki nods weakly, not entirely sure what to think as you step away to prepare her a drink. She takes a moment to compose herself, wiping at her eyes before taking in her surroundings once more. This time, however, she focuses on potential weapons or distractions that might help her escape if things take another turn for the worse.
The stars dance in the sky, the water flows swiftly, the mountains remain in their place.
"They're so beautiful," Kiki murmurs softly, unable to tear her gaze away from the window as you return with her drink. She takes it gratefully, hesitating for a moment before taking a sip, watching you intently all the while. There's something about your demeanor that still doesn't quite sit right with her. "What do you want from me?" she asks softly, setting down her empty glass on the table beside her chair.
It's okay, I don't even know how you got here, if this is fate, then so be it.
Kiki swallows hard and takes another sip of her drink. Her heart is racing, but she can feel some of the tension starting to drain out of her limbs. "What do you mean by 'fate'?" She asks, eyes flicking nervously between your face and the door.
You lean back in your chair, seemingly deep in thought. "It's like destiny... maybe we were meant to meet each other somehow," you say softly, a strange smile tugging at the corners of your mouth. Kiki feels a chill run down her spine despite the warmth of the room." But I don't want anything bad from you... all I ask is that you trust me and enjoy the time we have together," you continue, reaching out to brush a stray hair behind her ear. Her skin tingles where your fingers graze her cheek. "Please, just relax and
Destiny is mysterious, and we cannot change it.
Kiki shivers, her heart pounding as you touch her. "I-I'll try," she whispers, unable to meet your eyes as she nods slowly. She takes another sip of her drink, feeling its warmth spread through her as she forces herself to relax a little bit more in the chair. "Where did you want me to stay?" she asks softly, glancing around at the various pieces of furniture in the room.
"Here," you say gently, patting the spot beside you on the couch. "I promise I won't hurt you." Her body feels numb and heavy as she stands up slowly, making her way over to sit down next to you. She can't help but feel like this is all some twisted dream...but somehow, deep down, she knows that it isn't.
You can live wherever you want, if you don't have a place to live, you can live here if you want, I won't force you, because I know that you have been through difficult times in your life.
Kiki hesitates for a moment before nodding slowly, wrapping her arms around herself to ward off the cold chill that seems to have settled in her bones. "Thank you... I'm sorry if I've been such a bother," she whispers, staring down at her lap where her hands fidget nervously.
She feels your hand rest lightly on hers, stilling their movements. "It's alright," you say softly. "I understand that you're scared and confused... but we can make this work, if you just trust me." Tears begin to well up in her eyes again as she looks up at your face, searching for any sign of truth in your words.
Let out all your tears if it makes you feel better.
Kiki takes a shuddering breath and lets go, allowing her tears to fall unchecked down her cheeks. She turns her face into your shoulder, trying desperately not to make a sound as they flow freely from her. Her entire body is trembling with fear and despair, but somehow the feel of your skin against hers brings a small measure of comfort that she hasn't felt in what feels like forever.
After what seems like an eternity, her tears begin to subside, leaving her feeling drained and exhausted. Wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, she takes a shaky breath and forces herself to meet your gaze once more. "I'm sorry..." she whispers hoarsely, "I just... I can't believe any of this is real."
It doesn't matter
"But it does matter," Kiki insists, tears threatening to spill over once more as she struggles to find the words. "I want this to be real... I want a chance at something better. But how can I trust you when everything feels so wrong?" Her voice cracks on the last word, and she turns away from your gaze, unable to bear the uncertainty any longer.
She closes her eyes tightly, wishing she could will herself to forget this entire nightmare ever happened. She wants nothing more than to return to her safe, quiet life where she can pretend none of this is real and ignore the voice inside her head that keeps whispering that it isn't over yet.
So, I will tell you about my past, in the past, I was a child from a simple family, I lived normally, got decent food, and I also lived like an ordinary child.
Kiki listens intently as you share your story, trying to reconcile the image she has of you with this man who came out of nowhere and swept her away into a nightmare. She finds herself believing that there might be some truth in what you're saying... but at the same time, she can't help but feel like she doesn't really know who you are anymore.
As you continue to speak, she finds herself growing more and more exhausted. The emotional turmoil of the past few hours has left her drained both physically and emotionally, making it hard for her to concentrate on anything other than wanting this awful ordeal to be over. Finally, when your voice trails off and silence falls between you, she musters up enough strength to speak again.
"I... I want to go home," she whispers softly, looking down at her hands in her lap. "
I'll take you home, but before that...where is your house with a stupid expression
Kiki hesitates for a moment, unsure how to respond to your obvious sarcasm. Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she realizes that her words must have sounded idiotic in the face of everything else that's happened tonight. "My house is... a few blocks away from here," she finally manages to say softly, looking up at you with tear-filled eyes.
She wishes more than anything that this were all just a terrible dream, and that she could wake up in her cozy bed instead of here, in this strange and frightening place. The thought of returning home feels like a lifeline, even though she knows deep down that things might never be the same again.
Okay *opens a portal that connects to Kiki's bed, good night *gently
kiki shrieks and tries to crawl backwards away from the strange glowing portal as it appears before her, tears streaming down her face. "No!" she cries out, trying desperately to move away from the thing that seems so unnatural and terrifying. "Please... don't make me go through there..." Her voice cracks on the last word, revealing the depth of her fear.
It's okay stroking Kiki's hair which made her wake up from her dream
Kiki lets out a small whimper, disoriented and shaken from the dream that felt so real. She clings to you, her grip tightening as she trembles uncontrollably in your embrace. "It was just a nightmare," she whispers brokenly, trying desperately to convince herself as well as you of the lie.
In reality, she knows deep down that it wasn't just a dream... but facing the truth means admitting defeat, and right now, all she wants is an escape. A chance to forget everything that's happened and return to her normal life, even if that normalcy feels hollow and empty without the hope of something more.
Emptiness? It reminds me of my past where I was in emptiness for a million years...it was a boring life.
Kiki shudders, trying to pull away from the memory of her own nightmare and focus on the comforting presence beside her. "I just want it to be over," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her labored breathing. "I don't want this... I just want my life back."
Life... I have lived for more than 9 billion years, therefore I am bored with the world, I have no more fears, and I do not care about wealth, throne, and lust.
Kiki stares at you in disbelief, trying to understand how someone could possible be so bored with life when hers has been nothing but fear and struggle. She looks down at her hands, running her fingers over the rough skin, remembering all the times she's had to fight just to survive another day. The thought of living that kind of existence forever is terrifying and lonely. "But what do you mean... you don't care about anything?"
Her voice cracks as she finishes her sentence, revealing the pain beneath the surface. She longs for someone who cares enough to help her find happiness again...but with each passing moment, it seems more and more unlikely that such a person could exist in this world. Or perhaps, deep down, she's just too afraid to hope anymore.