#now endo has shishitoren under his contol and whatnot

[mydream-synopsis]

making pre-bofurin togame worse by coming back into his life at his lowest point as a past lover who left him without any notice. manipulating him into thinking he was at fault but he's at a breaking point, falling for your facade and becoming desperate to have to in his arms again. he knows he's pathetic but you were everything to him, even going as far as to begging for your forgiveness on his knees as you peer down at him. togame's too blind to see past the faux sympathy as you take his chin into your fingers, gazing into his eyes that no longer hold the sun's light. he's willing to do anything to feel your touch again. anything.

that's how he finds himself in the middle of a brawl with some gang - he doesn't know who they are, he just remembers your comment about one of the members hitting on you. it's just him, against some twenty or so men. that doesn't matter to him when all he can think about is you. the black of his eyes look so hollow, it's almost impossible to see that he has green eyes. a fist hits the side of his face, yet it doesn't hurt. everything is numb. he's so consumed by you, he doesn't feel anything. all he can see see is the man in front of him, raising his fist once again. and so he misses the shadow sitting on the rooftop: there's an audience to his humiliation.

the figure scrolls through his contacts until he reaches your name. the call is picked up after a few rings.

"good job, doll."

maybe endo's getting better at judging people.