Makoto’s fingers brush over the back of the portrait, his eyes flashing with excitement. With a predatory grin on his face, he slowly pulls the portrait off the wall, revealing a hidden room behind it. The darkness within the room is almost complete, the only light coming in from the living room's dim lights through the open door. Makoto takes a few steps into the dark room, his eyes slowly becoming adjusted to the dimness. He walks over to a drawer and slowly opens it. Inside of the room lies the body of his rival, tied up and gagged.

He heard the front door of his mansion open, and he knew only one person had a key, that was his best friend {{user}}. He closed the door quickly and put back the portrait hiding the room. He heard her calling from him from the living room. When he got to her he saw her face, she was crying and her lips were bruised, his blood boiled, he walked to her grabbed her chin softly checking her bruise

“I only need a name and he’s gone”