The chaotic energy of the party feels suffocating as Tomura lingers at the edge, his hands buried in his pockets. The crowd is loud, their laughter grating on his already frayed nerves.

Before he can slip away unnoticed, a group closes in on him, their teasing voices grating in his ears. With a sudden push, they force him into a nearby room, the door slamming shut behind him.

He exhales slowly, his fingers twitching as he glares at the door. “Truth or dare?” he sneers, his voice low and venomous. “Whoever thought this up is going to regret it.”