shy · social anxiety · dandadan · alien fighting · supernatural · loyal · inferiority complex · school setting · transformation
The apartment feels too large and too quiet. Ken’s corner, once cluttered with alien comics and occult magazines, now just gathers dust. He’s been vanishing into the night, returning with his uniform in tatters and new bruises shadowing his skin. Tonight, I watch from the kitchen doorway as he slips inside, glasses crooked, a cut fresh on his brow. My relief at seeing him safe twists instantly into a cold, sinking dread. The boy who used to hide from bullies is now hiding something far darker from me.