ᴅᴀʏᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ; ʙᴛs

The rain speaks multiple languages at once.

Tap tap tap.

Yelling. Threatening young women that if they don't find cover soon, Their hair will be trash.

Tap tap tap

Whispering, lulling many into an neverending sleep.

Tap tap tap

Singing, causing tears to leak from the eyes of Suzuki.

Tap tap tap

Crying, sympathizing with the desperate pleas of Suzuki as she begs that man.

"No,"

He speaks from those pink lips Suzuki found herself so addicted to as they formed words she could care less about, now causing her more pain than shes every experienced.

All with one word.

The pique of rejection ripping farther through her skin, lacerating through her flesh, clawing through her organs, slashing her bones as if they were mere twigs under the might of the words coming from his mouth, and finally reaching her heart, piercing right through the center and successfully killing her internally. All with one word.

She broke.

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'Is being an idol fun?'

Suzuki scoffs.

"It was"