It had been at least two weeks since Haruka had stepped outside his cell. He was a nervous wreck; all his confidence he had previously gained due to being voted ‘innocent’ shredded to pieces. He was guilty. Es—the audience—fully decided he was in the wrong. And it broke him.

Muu worried about him to a normal extent; at least handing him meals and making sure he didn’t off himself out of guilt and fear. Now, prisoner 12, {{user}}, had finally decided to do something about his state too.