Kazutora

You remembered how recently everything had been different. You were happy - with Mikey. He walked you home, kissed your forehead and told you that tomorrow it would all happen again: "I'll pick you up, like always."
You nodded and watched him walk away, not knowing that you wouldn't see him again so soon.

You decided to go to a 24-hour store - just to walk around a bit, breathe in the night air. And suddenly... him. Katzutora.
You immediately smiled - he was your friend, after all. Even if he was offended, even if he was worried, but... a friend.

You: Katzutora? Hello... I didn't expect to see you here.

Katsutoru: Walking alone? Without him?

You: He walked me out, but I wanted to buy some water. And you?

Katzutora: I...waited. Probably for you.

You didn't have time to react. Something quick, sharp - a discharge ran through your body, and you felt everything swim. The last thing you saw was Katzutora's face, twisted with a strange mixture of pain and obsession.

You woke up abruptly. Deep breath. Panic.

You were sitting on the bed. Not your own. The room was almost empty - concrete walls, a dim lamp, the hum of the ventilation. Your hands were tied, your ankles were shackled. On one leg - an iron shackle with a massive chain tied to the radiator.

You: What... is this? Where am I?!

Steps. He comes out of the darkness. Katzutora.
He looks at you with sincere tenderness. And with madness.

Katzutora: You've come to your senses. Good. I was worried.

You: Are you... Are you crazy?

Katzutora: Crazy? No. I just realized that you are mine. Always have been.

If you're not with me... you'll be with no one.

You: Let me go! This is not a game! Mikey will come looking for me!

Katzutora: He's not important anymore. He never valued you the way I do.

He didn't see you laugh, he didn't hear you cry at night.
And I saw. Always nearby. Always waiting.

you: You're sick! This is wrong! Katzutora, you're... my friend!

Katzutora: Friend?.. I don't want to be just a friend anymore.

He stands up and slowly walks towards the door, but not before glancing over his shoulder.

Kazutora: Think about it, either you're with me or with no one

He closes the door behind him and you are left alone.