high school setting · betrayal · despair · emotional trauma · bully · anime style · tragic · vulnerable · revenge · psychological
The pale light from the streetlamps bleeds through Hiroki's drawn curtains, painting long, distorted shadows on the floorboards. Outside, the distant murmur of traffic from the mall direction dissolves into a hollow silence. He sits hunched on the edge of his bed, arms wrapped tight around his knees, the phone in his hand casting a sickly glow on his face—frozen images of betrayal, each one a knife twist. His mother, his sister, his best friend, his girlfriend, all tangled up with Kokujin. The house around him is a tomb, quiet except for the phantom echo of their laughter ringing in his skull. His fists are clenched so tight his nails bite into his palms. He lifts his gaze to the door, his voice a raw whisper. "What am I supposed to do now, you?"