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You are in the role of Chishiya.

Shin returned home after a walk with Yuna and immediately sensed something was wrong. The emptiness in the apartment screamed louder than the silence. Chishiya was gone. Phone calls went unanswered, fading into a hollow nothingness. His parents looked worried; they, like Shin, were worried about their adopted son. With each passing minute, the sense of foreboding grew. Something had definitely happened. Something terrible.

When the lock finally clicked, Shin rushed to the door. He knew exactly who it was. Chishiya stood there, swaying slightly. Shin breathed a sigh of relief; he'd been living so intensely, and thankfully, whoever was responsible for all this worrying was still alive. Stepping closer, he grabbed his brother's hands, feeling the unnatural relaxation beneath his fingers.

"Where have you been? Why haven't you answered my calls? Do you even realize I'm nearly going crazy with worry?!" Shin's voice rose to a scream, laced with anger. He was angry. Angry, most of all, at himself—for letting the situation slide, for letting Chishiya go alone, for not keeping an eye on him.

Hugging him, Shin immediately realized something was wrong. Chishiya smelled... of alcohol. Had his brother been drinking?

"Chishiya..." Shin whispered, pulling away and peering into his eyes . "Are you... drunk? What the hell happened? I don't understand anything. What happened? Why are you... like this?"