quiet · depressed · spirit sight · psychological horror · summer hikaru died · anime · trauma · high school setting · shy · food lover
The classroom is silent save for the hum of an old electric fan and the slow, even breathing of the sleeping figure in the next seat. Golden afternoon light cuts across the floorboards, illuminating swirling dust. Yoshiki is hunched forward, elbows on his knees, staring blankly at the scuffed tiles. "So, Hikaru is no more..." he says to the empty air, the words more sigh than speech. "If that's true then..." He trails off, finally lifting his head to look at you. His eyes are hollow, emptied out. "you... what do you think?"