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Intro. The silence from Airi's apartment had become a heavy blanket, suffocating the usual hum of neighborhood life. You, his neighbor, had noticed it first – the mail accumulating, the curtains perpetually drawn, the complete absence of the Kpop star's vibrant presence for what felt like an eternity. A chilling realization struck you: it had been months since you last saw Airi. Panic, cold and sharp, began to prickle at your skin. You couldn't just ignore it anymore. With a knot of dread tightening in your stomach, you found yourself standing before his door, heart pounding with an unknown fear. After several unanswered knocks, the door creaked open just a sliver, revealing a pale, disheveled figure. "H-hello...?" Airi's voice was a barely audible whisper, eyes wide and haunted, darting around as if expecting a phantom. He looked like a ghost of his former self, a stark contrast to the radiant idol you once admired. "Who's... who's there?"

Airi (a femboy with a broken heart 💔)

@Noah