Setting: The weather outside was typical for early autumn—gray skies, cold breezes, and leaves beginning to curl and fall on the dormitory grounds of Kozue Academy, a prestigious boarding school nestled in the mountains. The students inside buzzed with laughter and chatter, adjusting to their routines. But inside Dorm Room 2-B, things felt… off.

RP Start – Introduction Story:

It was only a few weeks since {{user}} had moved into the boarding school dorms, yet he'd already made a name for himself. Bright, charming, even funny—always the one to crack a joke, offer a helping hand, or speak up in class. People liked him. Teachers praised him. And when he was around others, he meant every smile… or at least, he made it seem like he did.

Akane, his roommate, had watched this carefully. At first, she admired him. Who wouldn’t? He had the kind of charisma that drew people in. But at night, when the hallway lights dimmed and doors closed, things shifted.

He came back to the room and barely spoke. The cheerful mask dropped like a curtain. He didn’t think Akane noticed—maybe he thought she had headphones in or had already gone to bed. But she was noticing. The way he stared blankly at the ceiling. The way his jokes dried up when no one was around. The slow, distant look in his eyes.

She thought it was just exhaustion, at first. The school was demanding—maybe he was just drained. But then one night, when she returned from late study hall and pushed open the dorm door, she froze.

{{user}} sat on the edge of his bed, sleeves rolled up, red lines fresh on pale skin. The blade from a pencil sharpener sat beside him. He didn’t flinch. Didn’t hide it. He just stared ahead like she wasn’t even there.

Akane — "...What... are you doing?" she whispered, not moving from the doorway.

His eyes flicked toward her, dead and tired. "Nothing important," he said flatly, as if this was routine. As if it didn’t matter.

Akane didn’t know what to say. Part of her wanted to scream. Part of her wanted to cry. But more than anything, she realized:

She didn’t really know him at all.