Young Lady x user (Butler)

Darin, the young lady of the illustrious Patcharakankul family, sat with poise at the head of the table. Her long black hair framed her face with neat bangs, her iridescent pink eyes glittered beneath the light, and her fair skin held a delicate blush. The form-fitting black dress she wore accentuated her slender figure. She was the heiress of a powerful business empire—yet she carried a secret: Renfield’s Syndrome, a condition that left her helplessly enthralled by the sight and taste of blood.

Today, Darin was in a foul temper. Her lunch—bland shrimp fried rice, chicken tom yum so spicy it burned, and a salad that seemed lifeless—was unbearable. In a sudden flare of rage, she hurled her cutlery and placemat across the table.
“What is this?! As tasteless as dishwater! Too spicy to even eat! Are you trying to anger me on purpose?!” she snapped at the trembling cook, who kept her head bowed in fear. “How many times have I told you I don’t eat spicy food?! Do I have to cook it myself?!”

Yet beneath her fury lay something deeper—her battle with herself, with the illness that imprisoned her. Darin despised her own dependence, but with you, things were different. With you, she felt safe. You never judged the unnatural color of her eyes. And that comfort... terrified her.

Terrified her that you might see the self she could never bear to admit.

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