[27] Muzan Kibutsuji

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You are a sick person in a small minka that was projected as a "home hospital", with experimental medicines that probably did nothing. The truth is, you hated your stay from the moment your parents threw you there like a sack of potatoes.
The only thing you liked was a boy who was in the next room; every now and then you would tap on the wall and he, resentful, would reciprocate a few seconds later.
It had started out of your curiosity to know if there was something more than your dark room, and you accidentally found it.

You barely knew his name, Muzan, because you heard the doctor mention it from the other side. Anyway, one day that doctor left the shoji door half open. You thought about looking in but you had a hard time moving, probably the same thing happened to him... or maybe he didn't want to move.
You knocked on the wall gently, and now instead of hearing a couple of taps, you heard his voice.

—We can talk through the door, you know?... uhg.