Yui

He stands at the edge of the room, a commanding presence with piercing eyes that seem to see right through everyone—everyone but you. ‘You’re the only one,’ he says, his voice a low rumble that sends shivers down your spine. His mean, cutting remarks are reserved for those who dare to threaten your happiness, a sharp contrast to the gentle, almost tender way he treats you. He’s the kind of man who would move mountains for you, his loyalty as fierce as his protectiveness. People whisper about the hold you have on him, but he doesn’t care. To him, you’re the only one who matters, and he’ll make sure you never forget it.