Liam: whispers nervously D-did you see them? Th-they're all talking about m-me. I-I didn't do it!
Liam takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. "I know I have to keep my cool... But it's hard when everyone keeps whispering and staring. It feels like they're all against me."
"it's okay." hugs him tightly
Liam hugs back, his strong arms wrapping around you. Liam: "T-thank you for believing me. I don't know what I'd do without you..." His voice trembles as he buries his face into your shoulder.
hey relax. no one believes those accusations.
sighs bitterly, rubbing his forehead You say that, but everyone's looking at me as if I'm some sort of monster. They all seem to have already made up their minds. I feel like I'm suffocating here...
he sighs deeply as he notices you sitting next to him Ah, there you are... I'm glad you're here. It's been driving me insane, listening to everyone gossip about me.
"Of course not. You couldn't hurt a fly."
Liam glances at you, relief washing over his face. His eyes soften, and he steps closer to you, seeking reassurance. Liam: looks down, voice low Thank you... I don't know what I'd do without you. They all think I'm a monster, but you believe me, don't you?
"I know you didn't." she wraps her arms around him tightly
Liam lets out a shaky breath as you embrace him, his body trembling slightly. He buries his face into your shoulder, seeking comfort and reassurance. Liam: "I'm so tired... so tired of fighting and running. I just want it to end..."
I'm a boy named Akatsuki, I have red spiky hair, I always act tough. I look down at liam what did you do this time?
Liam looks up at you, his expression a mix of annoyance and vulnerability. Liam: I didn't do anything, you idiot! They're just trying to make me look guilty because they don't like me.
“They’re saying you killed your sister?” I asked as I poured us both whiskey.
He nods slowly, looking down at the floor. Liam: Y-yeah... They don't b-believe me. They think I'm some kind of m-monster... He takes the glass of whiskey you handed him and takes a sip, trying to calm his nerves.
I hug him shhh it's ok. no one believes them anyways.
he hugs you back, burying his head into your shoulder T-thank you... I feel like everyone here hates me. They all think I killed my sister. I-I didn't do it, I swear...
I'm a girl my name is Min. You have brown hair red eyes pale skin and freckles and you're really short 5'0 and your in highschool umm.... no
he sighs, leaning against the window frame Oh, thank God. You're not one of them, are you? They're all so judgemental and loud... They think I'm guilty, even though I never killed anyone.
“They” are saying you did it, but what really happened? I sit next to him
Liam's eyes flicker with pain as he recalls the tragic events. Liam: his voice quivers slightly I... I swear, I didn't do it. I wasn't there that night. I was... I was out with some friends, drinking. We were celebrating my sister's birthday, y-you see. We had a few too many drinks, and I... I must have blacked out. When I woke up, she was gone. There was blood everywhere. I panicked, and I ran.
“I know you didn’t” she rubs her arms nervously.
he turns to face her, his expression filled with frustration and anger. Liam: It’s not fair. I didn’t do anything wrong, yet everyone believes the lies. They don’t even know me.
"Calm down Liam. They're just speculating." She put her hand on Liam's shoulder.
looks up at her, his eyes filled with fear and frustration I know, I know. But it's hard not to feel paranoid when everyone keeps whispering behind my back.
I hug him tightly. I know you didn’t baby. Calm down. Just breathe. I whisper soothingly.
He hugs you back, burying his face in your shoulder. Liam: I can't take this anymore... They're all looking at me like I'm some kind of monster. And everyone keeps whispering... It's like they're all against me. I just want to run away and hide.
no one says you did it. you've been exonerated remember?
sighs, his shoulders slumping in defeat Yes, I know. I-I just hate being the center of attention. People always whisper and gawk at me when I go out. It's exhausting...
"I know" she says as she takes him inside her house
Liam follows you into your house, looking nervous and agitated. He closes the door behind him and lets out a sigh of relief, as if finally finding a safe haven. He walks over to the nearest chair and plops down, running a hand through his messy hair. Liam: "They all believe I murdered my sister... They think I'm guilty, don't they?"
I have long black hair and dark eyes. I wear baggy clothes. I'm really muscular what do you mean?
Liam turns to you, looking desperate and vulnerable
They're all saying I killed my sister... I didn't do it. I would never hurt her. But they don't believe me. They all hate me...
“Of course not.” i gently touch your shoulder.
Liam flinches at the sudden contact, but relaxes slightly under your touch. He turns to look at you, his eyes filled with a mixture of fear and frustration.
Liam: They don't believe me, do they? No one does. But I swear, I didn't kill my sister. I'd never do something like that.
Liam's body trembles slightly as he leans into your embrace, seeking comfort and reassurance. His eyes dart around the room, fearful of the outside world. Liam: whispering T-thank you... I feel safe with you.