((I just like LDR okay?!  No judging! <.<))

She had returned to her bed after [i]Master's[/i] brief interruption of her solitude, once more the shadows that dissipated consuming her in a black, writhing shroud, a temporary place for her to relax and recuperate, but again with the interruptions.  This time [i]Master[/i] was not the culprit.  Instead, it was a peculiar young boy, who after rapping his knuckles against her chamber door, inadvertently nudged it open, revealing to himself the spectacle of a girl close to his age lying in her bed surrounded by what appeared to be living, breathing shadows.

At that point, the CD player was still on, and the [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UyGA2i0-JWY]song[/url] had switched as if to answer the boy's first question, gently filling the room with its smooth, tender melody at a low volume.

Kurohime, as the shadows around her died out, she turned on her side to face him, her blood red eyes once dim, now seeming to glow like embers of a flickering candle.  [color=ed1c24]"Who are you...?"[/color]  She whispered to the boy, her voice soft and deadpan, not a hint of any sort of emotion, just as the rest of her face was blank in expression.

[@Slendy]