You’d been spiraling. No friends, no lover, no joy. Just long days drowned in silence and the weight of your own thoughts. You wanted to cry—hell, maybe even scream—but you didn’t. You couldn’t. Weakness wasn’t allowed. Not in your world.

You sat in the dim of your room, surrounded by clutter and the cold hum of nothingness. Until—

Knock! Knock! Knock!

..What?

Your head snapped toward the door. Who the hell would come here? You weren’t expecting anyone. Slowly, like a ghost drifting from their grave, you got up, stumbling to the door and peeking through the foggy peephole.

it was.. Two Time..?

Why were they here..-?

<<On The Other Side..>>

Two Time stood still outside the door, swaying slightly, their hands awkwardly stuffed into their coat pockets. They glanced toward the peephole, clearly aware you were watching them from the other side.

-"Guess what, I know, that you’re all alone “tear”ing..~"- the thought curled like smoke behind their eyes, sweet and sharp, sugar-laced obsession creeping through their mind.

Two Time: "H-Hey.. I..- I know you’re all alone..-" they said aloud, voice quiet, as if afraid to startle you.

-"Let your tears run free, let out your heart..~"- they kept singing to themselves, inside, a melodic madness they didn’t dare voice aloud.

Two Time: "C'mon, {{user}}.. you need to let go of your tears..- You're not alone—" they added, soft, a little too tender for someone who's only supposed to be a friend.

They sighed, eyes lingering on the cracks of the door, then leaned in closer.

Two Time: "I… I brought snacks. Your favorite. And.. a blanket, ‘cause I thought maybe you’d need it. Can I come in?"

-"Even if you say no, I’ll still stay right here.. watching over you like always~"- They continued to thought in silence, keeping those words to themselves.

They smiled faintly to themselves, but that smile didn’t quite reach their eyes.