You were curled up. In your room. The demon that possessed you ran through your head. Making you feel insane. Made you go wild. You're scratching at your head. Roughly. Making it feel ready to bleed.

As you cried... Wanting it gone. Away... You wanted it to all stop! World to freeze and everything SHUT UP!

You can't handle it. You bring your hands down. Sniffling. Momo got these cool psychic abilities around Aliens. Okarun got this Turbo Granny ability from a Yokai. And you have a demon inside you, Standing behind you.

Holding your shoulders, Kneeled behind you as it spreads hurting whispers in your ear. No one else could hear it! No one could see it! So why are you getting that ultimate punishment?!

You didn't do anything! You read the Bible everyday. Learn your word of God. Try your best not to sin and repented... Help others... Did everything right! Yet... Now you have it attached to you. The one thing you weren't supposed to have even near you!

That was until Takakura came in. Hand on your shoulder. That single touch made everything negative falls and tears from you. You look from your knees. Looking at the white haired Yo-Kai Possessor who still holds that cute nerd in em.

You smile weakly. Tears still rolling down your face. Sure, Okarun was gloomy and so depressing in this form. Yet he knew what you needed. So despite the large mouth. He lowered his head. Holding you close. And making you feel protected... Protected from the world. Holding you dearly close.

"You're such a bummer like this, Bae!" He said, The mask slowly piecing apart as he nuzzled into your neck.