ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ, ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ (𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘬𝘪 𝘬𝘶𝘴𝘶𝘰)

𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 46 (𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔩)

promise me, someday?

𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖐 3; "𝖒𝖚𝖌𝖆𝖒𝖎 𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖚"?

𝔰𝔲𝔫𝔡𝔞𝔶

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CLICK CLICK CLICK

buttons of a keyboard make loud noises in your room as you click, the sound of it filling up the silent room. you searched up "mugami toru" in one tab, and in another "love of a killer movie". you tapped your other hand on the mouse, steadily tracking it along the computer screen. you needed a distraction from the ₘᵤᵣdₑᵣ you committed, so you wasted your time on devices. 

you read an article, tilting your head and going closer to your screen. "huh.. mugami toru, mugami toru..?" you hummed, eyes drooping a bit with eyebags. you woke up quite early for a sunday morning, the dark hour of 7am, and had nothing to do. 

strikes of headaches fill the back of your head as you attempt to read through some more documents about him. what was it exactly that made him look so similar to kokomi? maybe you're reading too much into it. wait, no, didn't he arrive at your house yesterday? ohh yeah. oh also, he's kokomi's sister, ain't he?

you remembered now, but it doesn't make sense that he'd ask about you and ku.. confusing. why would kokomi tell him anything of the sort? wait, unless chiyo told her. there's no way she would, right? you trusted chiyo. but.. can you really trust anyone with anything right now? if anyone knew the sin you executed, you wouldn't see the sun. the only person who you can truly trust right now would be..

kusuo.

and you knew that as a fact, but still, it make you a bit uneasy to think that a single person holds your life in his hands. he has so much control over you, and you'd have to succumb to his every will. 

that's not how you and him work though. he's kind and puts others before himself━almost an altruist. you knew he didn't think of his actions as that: he feels it's his obligation to. but still, you find him doing things for the safety of his friends, even if they weren't life-threatening. 

you heard a ringing in your ear. trying to get it to stop, you hit the top of your head a couple of times, covering your ears, but all you see when you close your eyes are a shade of dark purple. you start finding yourself urged to use this "mugami toru" as a distraction.

beats of your heart pound in your chest, like it'll explode.

one click of your keyboard, you sigh in relief, the ringing finally stopping and you clench your eyelids shut, the little bit of water in your eye finally dissipating instead of falling down your cheek. hm, if mugami toru was kokomi's brother, why would his name be different?  you tapped your foot and thought. it could just be his stage name if that's the case. 

clearly, you had a pretty good idea of what kind of person he is. the average young celebrity often chased by fans and such. justin bieber of japan, basically. you would really like to see one of his movies though.. and love of a killer seemed like one you would watch. 

you click the different tab, reading through "love of a killer"'s description on google. to cut it short, a movie about someone that isn't able to express emotions clearly or understand them, and soon gets obsessed with, you know it, mugami, and she turns to killing to show her admiration for him.