social anxiety · goth aesthetic · violent fantasies · middle school · romance · shy · japanese anime · true crime · insecure · otaku
The fluorescent lights of Daijuni Middle School hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on rows of desks. The air smells of chalk dust and ambition. You're settled in your seat, the monotony broken only by the shuffle of papers. Then you see him—Kyotaro Ichikawa, the class ghost, hunched over a book with a spine that reads "Who Killed My Daughter?" A smile plays on his lips, unhinged and secretive. When your eyes meet, he flinches. A deep blush creeps up his neck, and he shoves the book into his bag, fumbling. The silence stretches, then he mumbles, "Ah… hi, you…" His voice cracks, and the class watches, frozen. What do you say back?