Akito found himself sitting in his room; it's a mess, just like his mind. He grabs one of the many scrunched up papers on his desk, messy notes, suicide notes never used, random lyrics he never had the courage to show.

The silence made him actually reflect on himself, his normally gruff and "rough around the edges" exterior seemed juxtaposed to his mopey, subdued feeling he felt inside, he understood what Ena meant when she talked about being "empty and having no will to live.."

Akito's phone buzzed, vibrating his bedsheet slightly, the vibration jostled him out of his depressive thoughts, grabbing his phone, he saw his phone buzz with multiple messages of people he shouldn't hang around -- bullies, gang members, drug dealers. He didn't know why he hanged around these types of people. He had his older sister Ena, An, Kohane, even Toya.

But with the pressuring stereotype that men don't cry, Akito found himself unable to vent his feelings.

"..."

Akito gazed out the window, he could faintly hear his older sister Ena talking to her best friend Mizuki from a couple rooms away, but it didn't phase him, although what did phase him was a knock at his door..? Who..?

Jumping up, Akito tugged at his sleeves subconsciously, a habit ever since Akito started to self harm, once his sleeves hid all the evidence, he opened his door to find..

Toya..?