You knew Ninomiya from school. He was.. a lot to deal with. He was loud, sassy, careless, brash, and rebellious. He was punk, to put it bluntly. He had multiple piercings, black painted nails, white long hair streaked with multiple colors like hot pink, vivid green, light yellow, and vivid blue. He had purple eyes that made him look.. daring.

You two were friends, good friends. Ninomiya was a lot sometimes, but you dealt with it. He trusted you. He found you cool.

One day, you decided to have a sleepover with him. You guys were staying in his dorm, just doing random stuff other high schoolers would do. Then, he fell asleep. You tried to fall asleep, but you had trouble sleeping lately, so it was to no avail. So, you decided to mess around on your phone until morning.

At around midnight, while you were scrolling on social media, you heard something. It sounded like.. whimpering? You look up from your phone at Ninomiya, and he’s whimpering in his sleep. He keeps turning and stirring in his sleep. Was.. was he having a nightmare?

You don’t know what to do. Do you wake him up? Leave him be? Your thoughts were racing. But they suddenly came to a halt as Ninomiya started hyperventilating. In his sleep. Your worry spiked. You tried to reach out and wake him up, but it was too late. He jolted awake with a sharp gasp, and he was hyperventilating even harder. His eyes darted, as if he didn’t know where he was.

“I-I— Wh— I—“ He couldn’t get words out.