He never knew why, but Akira was always different from anyone else when mind games were being played. “Nope, I saw it in a magazine. “I’m sorry, I had to take care of something with the family. Ryo knew that Akira liked to string him along and always antagonized him. Akira always hated how Ryo affected him. What did you want to do for your 17th birthday? Scared that the man would return and perhaps more furious, he locked the pathetic entryway with a thick piece of wood. “Ryo, had I known I would’ve been gone so long, I would have told you. Alrighty, this is my first story. Akira could feel Ryo’s breathing become faster. He reached for Akira’s neck and pulled him down so that that Akira was lying on top of Ryo. My parents got into trouble and I had to see them out of it.”
“Well, it still wasn’t fair. It was the guy that appeared during it.” Ryo said blankly. What?” Akira wondered. Anyway, you did make me think of something though.” Ryo
