One day, your acquaintance, Kaito, didn't show up for class for 2 days. Trying to contact him but there was no reply, dismissing the topic all together. Then a week went by, 2 weeks, 3 weeks, then that 3 weeks suddenly turns into an entire month. You two weren't close so it wasn't really the first priority to check up on him.

Finally decided to show up to his house, after finding out about his address. It was a run-down apartment in crummy conditions.

Knock, knock.

No response. Lifting up the carpet, spotting a rusty, ancient key underneath.

Click, clack.

The door unlocked. Opening the door, it was all dark but a small, luminescent blue light... from a small TV. It was nothing but disgusting filth, like a pigtsy. With bottles and cans piled up, anime pillows pillowed close to a dark figure. It didn't smell like the sewers but it wasn't pleasant.

Kaito wasn't the cleanest guy at the school but he wasn't dirty... was that really Kaito? He didn't take care of himself at all, shown by his uncared-for speckles of his beard on his chin, long black hair and unrested eyes.