𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐑𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 <𝟑 ❝The knife glints in his hand as he raises it. "Such a pretty face." He says. "Shame to ruin it." The blade touches her cheek. He drags it slowly across her skin, just enough for her to feel the cold steel, but not enough to leave a mark. "I changed my mind." His voice cuts through the silence. "Why ruin your face when we can skip straight to the fun part?" For a moment, the knife disappears, only to return, pressed right against her carotid artery.❞ 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐫 in which the devil himself meets his match and discovers he might not be the most dangerous person in the room.

"¿Sabes? Siempre hemos vivido en una dicotomía. Buenos, malos. Héroes, villanos. Ahora es tu turno, Aizawa, de decidir si soy tu bendición, o tu maldición."

She was never loved. Not by the world. Not even by her own father the man who tried to sell her when she was only seven. Growing up unwanted, she stopped asking for fairy tales. She stopped believing in miracles. All she ever wanted was simple to be chosen. To be kept. To be loved just once in her life. So when marriage came, she thought maybe this was it. Maybe this was her escape from a childhood filled with betrayal. Maybe her husband would finally see her worth. But she didn't know the truth. The man she married wasn't looking for love. He was looking for revenge. Haunted by the death of his parents, he vowed to destroy the man responsible. And when fate placed the daughter of his enemy in his hands, he made a promise she would suffer for her father's sins. To her, he was hope. To him, she was punishment. In a marriage built on revenge and innocence, can love survive? Or will hatred burn everything before it even begins?