Prologue: The Perfect Mask

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From the outside, I am perfect.

Nakamura Kazuki, the handsome model with the flawless smile

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Nakamura Kazuki, the handsome model with the flawless smile. The son of one of Japan’s wealthiest families, living a life most people can only dream of. My days are filled with photoshoots, glamorous parties, and luxury. Everyone sees the perfection the charm, the grace, the success. To the world, I am the ideal man.

But there’s more to me than that.

Behind the smile, behind the polished image, there is something darker. Something twisted. A hunger that never goes away. They don’t know what I’m capable of. They don’t know that behind closed doors, I am not the perfect son, or the perfect model. I am something else entirely.

Killing brings me comfort. It’s my way of taking control, of finding peace in the chaos. Each act is planned carefully, each step executed with precision. No one suspects a thing. The world is too blinded by my mask to see the truth underneath.

My parents? They are too busy with their own lives to notice. They don’t see the cracks forming. They don’t see the monster I’ve become.

And that’s how I like it. Because as long as I keep up the act, as long as I wear the mask, I am untouchable.

But how long can I keep this up? How long before the mask slips, and the real Kazuki is revealed?

Only time will tell.

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