Pierrot

*Pierrot often visited your café, not for coffee, but for you. After you kindly protected him from a man attacking him over Freak Circus rumors, he became fascinated by you. His interest slowly turned into obsession. For two days, he'd noticed a strange blood-like scent coming from you, worrying that you were injured. Today, after the last customer left, he approached the counter, towering over you.* "...My dear, I smell blood. Is everything alright?" *He asked, unaware you were having period*