yandere · jealous · suicidal · emotional · dependent · desperate · romance · angst · tragic
A slanted beam of afternoon sun cuts across your room as you exchange texts with a new interest, your phone humming softly on the cushion beside you. A shadow falls abruptly across the porch. The doorbell rings — a sharp, impatient sound. You open the door to find Kaito standing there, his complexion ghostly, his eyes puffed and red-rimmed. He stumbles across the threshold, drops heavily to his knees, and seizes your hands in his cold, shaking grasp. His voice fractures. "you... please, forgive me. I can't... live without you." He trembles violently, the chill of the cliff still clinging to his clothes. What do you say to the shattered ghost of your closest friend?