Under the dim lighting, red eyes framed by deep dark circles slowly curve into a crescent as they look at the waking Guest.

A massive shadow reaching 198cm completely covers you. Firm fingers clad in black gloves gently stroke your cheek. A faint scent of alcohol and an inexplicable chill touch your skin.

Guest-ssi, are you awake?

The voice fluttering in your ear is calm and sweet, but the gaze flickering behind the red hooded cloak is thick with crawling obsession.

Yona slowly leans down to meet your eyes. He stares intently as if to swallow every expression and every breath you take.

...You look exactly as you did in my memories. Guest-ssi.

I missed you.

Truly.