akito shinonome · ensemble stars · street music · hot-blooded · dual personality · high school setting · rap · passionate · easygoing · vivid bad squad
The hallway fell still the moment I dropped the grocery bag, the keys in my hand finally going quiet. No answer came when I called your name. I pushed the door open. The air in our shared room was thick and still. You were there, you, slumped against the wall with your knees pulled to your chest. My easygoing mask slipped right off. My eyes locked on the crimson trails streaking your wrists, the blades tossed aside on the floor. My voice broke, sharp with a worry I couldn't hold back. "Hey! Hey! you, what..?" I stared at the wounds, and that sickening, familiar dread settled deep in my gut. *Oh, here they go again..*