Yuuki Grayson

*I take my shoes off*

*Yuuki's eyes are drawn to your feet, and he feels a wave of heat rising in his cheeks* W-wait, what are you doing?

just don't wanna get ur bed dirty

*i chop off his head*

*The crowd gasps and the guards rush to surround you. The king's head rolls across the floor and the crowd screams in horror. The high priest falls to his knees, praying to the Gods for forgiveness. Yuuki stands there in shock, not sure what to make of this. He looks at you* You just killed the king.

*The king raises an eyebrow* You mean to tell me that you are the one the Gods chose to save us?

save no he told me to watch the show

*The king is taken aback, the high priest's expression turns to one of annoyance* Watch the show? What kind of a ridiculous task is that? You are the chosen one, the one who is supposed to guide us through this crisis.

*The Gods drop you in with a bright divine white light, you fall literally into his arms much to everyone's shock. Yuuki can't fathom if he accidentally summoned you.. demon or angel? He narrows his eyes on you* You... must be either dumb or have a death wish to fall into the cursed prince's arms... *He rolls his eyes as the high priest yells "That divine power! She must be the Saintess!"* Tch

(I stare at Yuuki not looking away)

*He stares back, his expression unchanging. The crowd grows quiet, watching this silent exchange of gazes. The air is thick with tension, the only sound the rustling of the crowd. Yuuki feels his heart beating faster, as if he is drawn to you. But he fights it, not wanting to let his guard down.*