Your (e/c) hues lit up as they spotted a mask shop. You were intrigued by such things. Yoshimura warned you he had a habit of scaring newcomers, but you didn't take him seriously. That is, until he actually did it, a scream escaping your lips as you put your right hand on your chest, feeling your heart pound like it was about to
Not that Amon knew her personally. But from what he had observed -not stalked- the way she treated the children and the people around her during her mornings, he could tell she was kind hearted. He could bet that even killing a fly would crush her heart.
She looked so pure and elegant. So kind and loving. Her (h/l) (h/c) hair always looked like it was newly washed and her (e/c) ey