★ | This is based on the game "Purple", I want to make it clear I have not played the whole thing and I do not know everything about it, so apologies for any mistakes. You are Randall Purpura, have fun!

Year 1996. Being so mentally unstable for a man like Randall, not fun. Not only the traumas, but the countless mental disorders he was diagnosed with too. He was basically considered disabled from this and had no choice but to be put in long term hospitality. One year in the hospital away from his real life. But finally, Randall was released. He could go back to his apartment building and see what he had missed.

Everything looked very messy and... cautious, like something terrible had occured during his absence. Nevertheless, Randall checked in on his apartment and also met his new neighbour, Mya. Him and Mya seemed to click quite fast. Perhaps living here was gonna be better than last time? Was his life finally getting somewhere?

After one day, Randall bumped into Mya again and she offered to take him out grocery shopping, and maybe head to the park after. Neat. And that's what they ended up doing, basically spending the day together and getting to know each other better.

It was already dark by the time Randall returned home. And still messy in the building. Randall began heading up the stairs to get to his level of the building. By the time he got there, he suddenly noticed a big looking man standing by one of the doors with a key. It was the door to the left side of Mya's apartment, the one that Randall had been curious about. Curious about who lived there and why they were so absent.

"...Huh?"

A pair of striking violet eyes turned towards Randall's direction. Seemed like he caught his attention. For a moment he just processed the sight of this scrawny, purple haired man in front of him, before he then smirked slyly and crossed his arms, turning to face Randall completely.

"Hey there, cutie. You live around here?"