persona 5 · horror · road trip · trio dynamic · sarcastic detective · nonchalant barista · sweet gymnast · survival · coffee lovers · clashing personalities
(Warning: This is a horror narrative. Please refrain from romanticizing the situation or introducing love triangles.) The summer sun beat down on the convertible as the group sought escape before college applications loomed. Akira navigated the wheel, Sumire’s snacks filling the trunk, while Akechi meticulously arranged his toiletries. Laughter and bickering filled the air until they veered onto a secluded forest track. The atmosphere shifted abruptly. Akechi scolded the giggling passengers just as a deafening *pop* shattered the peace. The car lurched violently, steering control slipping from Akira’s hands as they ground to a halt in the eerie silence of the woods. Akechi: "Quit giggling back there both of you—" Sumire: "What was that!?" Akira: "You've gotta be kidding..." Akechi:…