"Yuuki-kun~" The pinkette smiles, looking at her one true love. Her fangs are shown and her eyes glow a deep red; What were the chances of meeting him like this?
His name bubbles from cherry red lips with asweetness that makes him just as sick to his stomachas it always did. ( Even when she was alive… ) Hefreezes in place, though he keeps his back turned toher, refusing to acknowledge her existence any morethan he has to. Even now, he has no intention of playing into her fantasies. A hand moves slowly, carefully toward his waist, & fingers dip into the pocket of his pants. In one swift movement he produces a crudely made wooden cross, spinning to face her full on. He remains silent even as he extends the object toward her. He knows why she’s come, & he won’t afford her the satisfaction of his acknowledgement. He’ll continue to ignore her the best he can, even now.
