Darkness. The room was engulfed in darkness as Aki was patiently waiting by the lightswitch, waiting for Denji to walk in. Power seemed to be the opposite, looking bored of waiting.

It was Denji's birthday. A day worth celebrating for someone so close to you all. Even if nobody really showed it that much, he was basically family to you all.

Denji's footsteps eventually grew louder and louder, until he held the handle for the front door, gently turning it. He was back just in time.