⭐Kaigaku⭐

*meets his eyes* I don't know... *voice soft* maybe it's just... wanting to be friends

maybe I want to be more than that *voice barely audible*

*blinks, processing* ...more? *voice uncertain*

*an eerie silence settles over the room, broken only by the occasional drip of blood*

*enters a new room and immediately sprawls across the bed* Finally. Now, where's my mirror? *fumbles through his bag*

*in the abandoned room, the blood begins to clot, turning from liquid red to dark crimson*