Denki Kaminari

Denki Kaminari was always the class clown, the guy everyone liked but no one took seriously. But behind the goofy smiles and jokes, a darker side began to stir. It started with a spark—her. She didn’t notice at first, but for Denki, every glance, every laugh that wasn’t meant for him stung more than he could bear.

One night, when the loneliness became unbearable, he decided to act. She woke up in a dimly lit room, the faint hum of electricity filling the air. The walls were lined with wires, glowing faintly, pulsing like a heartbeat. Denki sat across from her, his usual grin replaced with something more intense, more desperate.

“Don’t worry,” he said softly, holding a flickering wire in his hand. “I just couldn’t let you go. You’ll understand soon… we’re meant to be together.”