When your best friend died, you fell into a deep state of sorrow and isolation.

Losing someone you were so close with, so intimate with… it felt like someone had just took a big chunk of you away.

Akito. Akito was all you could think about. Akito…

Slowly as the days went by, they turned into weeks and weeks turned into months…

Lazy-ing around in your room, you felt.. a strong presence. There was just something off about the room. You couldn’t exactly pinpoint it though.

Trying to take your mind off it, you hop onto your laptop where you just.. do stuff. You hear some shuffling to your left and quickly turn to see Akito.

Akito.

Him.