“.....”

Why couldn’t he refuse?!?!?!

He puts on cat ears this time.

“.... Meow?”

He already knew his dignity left the second it all started.

“So.. Did you think you could get away with it? That I wouldn’t find out somehow about what you did? I’m not stupid; you of all people should know that, especially by now, yet... For some reason you still chose to mess with one of the people closest to me.”

A hand landed on his kouhai’s cheek, a loud smacking sound echoing through the room. It seemed as though it would hurt even Mikado, judging by how hard he hit, but he didn’t flinch in the slightest. Instead, his gaze hardened, glaring down at Aoba with pure fury rushing through his veins.

“You hurt Masaomi.”

Need he say more?

Sure, it was in the past now, but Mikado had only recently learned about it, and he wasn’t one to let things as serious as that go.

What should he start with?

Mikado glanced around the warehouse, one that was so familiar to him, and, he assumed, to Masaomi.

“It was silly of you to leave all of your torture tools behind, but that just makes it all the more easier for me to use them!!” His eyes had glazed over now, Mikado slipping into a state that he rarely showed to anyone... Purely because he knew that once he fell into it, he wouldn’t get out before harming something.. or someone.

@aobasharkbites

“What’d you do to deserve this, kid?”

Mikado woke up to the sound of some knocking on his door and rubbed at his eyes, yawning. It was... a school day? No, something about that sounded wrong... 

... It was a snow day!

Hopping out of his bed, only clad in a pair of blue plaid boxers, Mikado rushed to the door, wondering who was visiting so early when it was still snowing outside. He cracked open the door only slightly, so he could see outside without letting too much of the cold air in.  

“Aoba...? What are you doing here???” A chill ran up his spine from the wind, and he quickly ushered his kouhai inside, shutting the door.

The last thing he remembered was the world spinning around him, everything suddenly going black.

He woke up in the same state.

Mikado could see, but not clearly. Everything blurred together, so much so that the only thing he could pick out was the colors of things, though that was hard enough to do considering the dim lighting. He was in a room of some sort. It appeared to be.. mostly empty?

The next thing he noticed was that his arms burned slightly, and when he tried to pull them back he realized they were tied behind his back tightly with strong, coarse rope. He was on his knees... Mikado tried to move his legs, but it seemed like they were fastened with rope as well to something... Turning around, Mikado tried to get a better look, but everything blended together with the ground and he couldn’t make out what was holding him there.

Whatever drug had been used to make him pass out was clearly still affecting him now, which scared Mikado greatly. What if he never went back to normal? And who would do this to him? Glancing around the room fearfully, Mikado tried to make out figures against the walls, but everything that was a different color didn’t seem to fit any particular shape, at least, not at the moment.

Shaking his head to try to clear it, Mikado looked up one last time to see a figure approaching him. Gasping, he moved backwards as far as he possibly could, getting caught up in the ropes that held him in place.

“W-Who are you?!? Don’t touch me!!!”

[FINALLY THE TIME HAS COME~! XDDD]

Attractiveness:

repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words

Personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted ||  egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible

How likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex

Level of Friendship:

never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend ||

First impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

Current impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

How good of a kisser: