Framed (A Persona 5 Story) (Ren (Joker)/Futaba)

Celebration

We succeeded, our final mission... we hope at least.

Holy Grail is gone, the world is saved...

And the Metaverse still stands.

This isn't our final job, there's still plenty of horrible people out there...

-Flashback, Amamiya Household, The Day of the Assault.-

"Akira isn't home yet..." Mom sighed

Papa nodded "he will be home soon."

I sat in the corner.

Thin, Forgotten, just... Listening

Akira was the only one who noticed my existence.

He fed me scraps, like I was a stray dog...

The first time I ate properly in years was the curry Sojiro gave me at LeBlanc...

Akira came back "MOM! DAD! I HURT SOMEONE BAD!! THE POLICE ARE COMING!!!"

My father looked at me, and then to Akira "Akira, go to your room."
He nodded and did as told, leaving me to suffer his fate...

My father threw me outside to the police.

They asked my name...

I brought my hands up and signed Ren Amamiya...

One of the police officers shook their head "Great, a mute..."

I put my hands out to be cuffed

Wherever I go I'll at least be fed... I hope...

-Flashback End-

I was crying, I realized

My friends were looking at me.

Futaba spoke "Ren... Are you okay."

I nodded and signed I have something I need to do.

I bolted out of the restaurant and ran all the way back to LeBlanc, it wasn't far.

I ran upstairs, my own personal "safe room" and closed the door

I left Morgana behind, but... I don't even really want his company...

I curled up on my bed and sobbed as the memories took over me.

Akira.
Betrayal.
Pain...
Worthless...