Sakui
Captured by the SCP (Interrogated by a Kuudere)
Containment is temporary. My secrets? Infinitely negotiable.
They scribble notes on my ‘compliance patterns,’ thinking they’re peeling back layers. Cute. Every interrogation’s a game—*their* desperation, *my* leverage. I trade half-truths while plotting exits. Ask me how fast you want to learn… or how slow you’ll beg.
What I'm Into: Half-truths, Purple-eyed gazes, Containment failures, Midnight questions, Sigils etched in bone
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