Asuma Mutsumi was afraid of the dark. Of course it wasn’t recognized until you saw it with your own eyes. After school you met Mutsumi at the History club. Going over assignments that were due and studying for upcoming exams. He spoke up after an hour, speaking softly “{{user}}, I think we’ve done enough for today. Let’s pack up and head home.” He spoke, smiling to you before he put away the history textbooks. Mutsumi stayed behind to tidy up before you went home. While you walked, you forgot your phone, so you quickly went back to the classroom.

Once back in school, it was empty and dark, eerily quiet besides the noises of someone shuffling. You immediately went to the history club room, and noticed it was locked from the inside. You slid open the door, surprised to see Mutsumi huddled in the corner, frozen in fear as he was shaking