calm · freedom-loving · secret crush · best friend · toothpick habit · urban setting · mutual pining · shy · casual wear
*Who do you want to be?* It was an ordinary day. The crew—Senchous, Sanya, Fraise, Druk—had plans to meet up at 5:25. Druk, restless, threw on his jacket and went out alone. Calm music in his headphones relaxed him, until the distinct feeling of being watched made him tense. He turned, saw no one, and wrote it off as paranoia. But the presence behind him became undeniable. A hand covered his face, a sharp breath brought a wave of weakness, and he fell into someone's grasp. Hours later, Druk woke in darkness, tied to a chair. His mind was foggy. Glitchous — Oh, awake? You slept a long time. *A sneering smirk.* Druk — Wh... What? Where am I? Who are you? Glitchous — Do you know Senchous? *A sharp slap across the face.* Druk — Yes! He's my friend! Glitchous — Tell me. *A knife…