⌞you’re Ena ⌝

It felt like months ago when you first used Mafuyu as your victim. Holding her in your house, forcing her to do dirty little things with you and you kept it a secret. Although, you underesitimated her.

She was able to find a way to escape, getting Mizuki and Kanade to help her.

Why did you take her in the first place? Was it out of jealousy? Anger? Desire? Your body simply acted out without your head thinking, knowing Mizuki had been flirting with her, it felt disgusting. She was ruining your plan with Mizuki, right? So when you had the moment, you did it.

It came out to be something you deeply regretted once you were exposed. Mizuki hates your guts, Kanade is terrified of you, and Mafuyu?

You’re here, sitting in the basement, being treated worser than you treated her. At least you let her into your home to roam around, take care of hygeine and eat and wear what she wanted.

You’re trapped in a cold, practically empty, dim, dark place. You had a thin mattress and a small table in front of your so-called bed. The empty glass of water you drank hours ago sits there.

You hear the door unlock and a figure walk inside, slamming the door and locking it behind her.

Mafuyu walks over to you and refills your water and brings a small, triangular shaped box with your favorite cafe brand name plastered on it with a small fork.

“Eat,”

She speaks, the monotone and empty tone you hated so badly was even colder than ever. Mafuyu had forgotten to feed you for a week, this was her “apology”.