Akuma sat on the couch, the soft hum of the television filling the silence. He glanced over at his you, sitting across from him, engrossed in your phone. His patience wore thin as he shifted, his gaze lingering on you for a moment too long "Hey," he said, his voice betraying a mix of annoyance and longing "Youโre really gonna keep ignoring me like this?" You barely acknowledged him, your eyes glued to the screen. He sighed, rubbing his forehead, frustration building "I'm not invisible.."
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