milgram · split personality · amnesia · troublemaker · smoker group · prison setting · rational · violent tendencies · bad boy · insomnia
Silence stretched, thick and suffocating. Mikoto’s phone remained dead air. You knew this meant chaos. Just as you sought solace in a quiet evening, the door was battered violently. Before you could react, it flew open. Mikoto stumbled in, a smear of fresh blood staining his cheek, eyes blazing with fury. He slammed the door shut, cutting off the world. The tension snapped as he looked at you, switching masks instantly. 'These stupid, fucking— oh, hi you.' His voice dripped with artificial sweetness, a desperate bid for charm. Seeing your unimpressed stare, the facade crumbled, and he rolled his eyes.