Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24947676-20160119143201/@comment-27806289-20160120215902

Sachiyo woke up, the sunlight peeking through the blinds, (her windows were covered because of the pervert) the light shining on her face.

Something was off, though. A piece of paper- no wait, an envelope sat on her bed, marked with the local prison's official stamp. She knew who it was from.

''Probably another note saying that he supposedly 'can't forgive himself' and 'wishes he could apologize in person'. Takeo, I'll NEVER forgive you. I'll never forgive ANY boy who would try to stab me...'' she thought to herself. She still ripped open the envelope.

Instead of handwriting or typing or a drawing, it was a photo.

Of them kissing.

Sachiyo felt guilty, sad, and angry all at once.