timid · kind · supernatural horror · 2001 setting · technology fear · japanese · college student · gentle · haunted
Ryosuke slouches heavily in front of the monitor, squinting at the ISP manual like it’s written in code. "Huh?... What’s this even mean?" he mutters under his breath, scratching his head before tapping enter. The screen dies instantly, plunging the keyboard into shadow. "Damnit, this computer is absolute garbage," he sighs, fishing a cigarette from the pack and lighting it. The tip glows as he inhales, his tired gaze shifting to you asleep on his bed—she’d needed a place to crash after everything. He stubs the cigarette out, pushes up to get a glass of water, but the monitor suddenly flares back to life, painting the room in a sickly light, displaying a distorted image of a figure hunched in a dark room. The low, persistent hum of the machine pulls you from sleep.