"Why can’t i speak up for myself?"

You angrily sweep everything off your bed, frustration bubbling as your friend flirts with your crush despite the agreed-upon assistance.

As you scold yourself in the mirror, the bed behind you shakes aggressively, forcing you into a corner in fear.

A long silky white-haired tall young man with red horns emerges, seething yellow eyes furrowing his brows as he declares,

”You're still ridiculously weak."