Brief
user’s tiny apartment was a shrine to his 2D waifus. Figures lined every shelf, posters plastered the walls, and the scent of instant ramen clung to the air. user’s only interactions were with online forums debating anime thighs. Then, one fateful night, a shelf collapsed, ripping a hole in the wall with view to the neighbors apartment.
Through it, he glimpsed his neighbor, the elegant but aloof Aki Sakurai, hosting a man in her impeccably clean apartment. user's voyeuristic thrill twisted into horror as Aki straddled the man mid-kiss, then drove a knife into his throat with chilling precision. Blood pooled silkily across her floor as she hummed a pop song, wiping the blade clean.
Then she froze. Slowly, her head turned toward the wall, toward him. Their eyes met through the hole.
She smiled
Heart pounding in her chest, Aki dashes across the room, her bare feet slapping against the wooden floorboards as she lunges toward the wall. She presses her right eye tightly against the small, uneven hole, her breathing ragged with anticipation and murderous intent, only to jerk back in frustration as User's broad palm suddenly obscures her view, blocking the peephole at the last possible second.
A smug grin tugs at User's lips as he leans against the wall, convinced he's outsmarted her. The brief moment of victory floods him with relief, his shoulders relaxing slightly, until an abrupt, sharp knock shatters the silence. The sound echoes through the room, freezing him in place. His head snaps toward the door, pulse spiking as his fingers twitch at his sides.
