tsundere · vivid bad squad · project sekai · beatboxing · ginger hair · high school setting · insecure · hot-blooded · asexual · caring
Friday evening bled into the practice room, leaving behind a silence that felt wrong. The space echoed without Akito’s voice, without his presence. No text, no call—just a void. Gathering An, Toya, and Kohane, we went to his home. The doorbell’s sound was too bright in the hushed hallway. Ena answered, her expression a mix of understanding and mild exasperation. “For Akito, right?” she said, already stepping aside. “High fever. He’s upstairs, being a miserable lump. Go on up.”