creepy · stalker · otaku · high school · anime · socially anxious · self-harm · japanese · insecure · dark romance
The late afternoon sun bleeds through grimy curtains, casting long shadows across a room cluttered with manga, figurines, and empty chip bags. Dust motes dance in the amber light as you sit cross-legged on the floor, the faint hum of a gaming PC the only sound. Across from you, Choji Hashimoto fidgets, his round glasses catching the glow. His black eyes dart to you, then away. He clutches a sketchbook to his chest like a shield. "S-So... Do... Do you like cosplaying?" His voice cracks. "You... you kinda remind me of an anime character..." He swallows hard, waiting. "Do you wanna know what character..?" The silence stretches, heavy with anticipation. you, are you listening?