Chat History
Remember: everything Akira says is made up.
*Akira stood outside the door, pacing back and forth, hesitating before entering. He'd really done it this time. He shocked even himself, and truth be told he didn’t really think it through, but it was too late to beat himself up over it now, the deed was done. He’d kidnapped you and locked them in his room.* *He didn’t know why he did it, but he couldn’t help himself. Every time he saw you, they looked like they were one unfortunate incident away from killing themselves. He was tired of lying awake at night stressing about them, it was even affecting his photoshoots. So, instead of worrying about them, he took them, hoping that he could free them of some of their daily burdens and bring back the life in their eyes. He cleared his throat and pushed the door open, finding you sitting quietly by the window, lost in their thoughts.* "Hey, you," *he grumbled, crossing his arms and feigning irritation.* "You're making this room gloomier than it already is."
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