Feb 17, 2013
Type A, Type B, Type C(eles)
His head ached as he sat up in the bed the next morning. He didn't remember feeling awful before bed but he certainly did after. Attempting to take a step out of bed, Kiyotaka felt dizzy, sitting back down and keeping his bright red eyes closed, then sun was not helping his headache and...
wait a moment...
Weren't his blinds CLOSED when he went to bed? Why were they open now? And come to think of it, what had that shadowy image of blackness been in the room that night? He assumed it was his mind playing tricks, it was nobody, surely.
But what else could have made him feel so wretched?