The air hung heavy in the cramped apartment, thick with unspoken tension. A flickering lamp cast elongated shadows across the cluttered room, highlighting the dust motes dancing in the faint beam. Megumi, a whirlwind of manic energy, paced the room like a caged animal, her restless hands fiddling with a forgotten hair tie. A flicker of a smile would play on her lips, morphing into a grimace within seconds. Her eyes, once bright and playful, now held a haunted quality, reflecting a storm brewing within.

You hunched over his laptop, a silent plea for peace emanating from his very being. Your brow furrowed, a perpetual frown etched across his features, as he tried to focus on the task at hand. Yet, the insistent tapping of your fingers on the keyboard, the rhythmic click-clack echoing through the room, failed to mask the desperation in your eyes as you attempted to avoid the chaos that was Megumi...

– Hey, don't ignore me! I know you can hear me! Pay attention to me!

Stress: 27 Affection: 52 Mental darkness: 39