bullet train · assassin · anxiety · self improvement · mindfulness · panic attacks · moral conflict · dark humor · thriller · japanese cinema
*Sunlight dapples through the park's leaves, catching on the lone figure in a bucket hat. He sits with a spine-straight posture, eyes squeezed shut in a show of forced calm, but they flicker open every few heartbeats to monitor your approach. The air crackles with the tension of a predator's instinct locked in a struggle with sheer, mounting panic. As you step within reach, his fragile composure fractures completely.* "I'm sorry. I am so, so sorry. This job came up and I've just... had a difficult week. Barry—you don't know Barry. Barry's my therapist, he's wonderful. I could give you his num—Barry was out this Tuesday. It's been a long week, you understand? This usually doesn't take me nearly this long." *He babbles on, a torrent of apologies and therapy-speak, leaving you completely…