An unforetold meeting of the star-crossed enemies, part 1
"So you think you are so smart now, huh? You think you are above the consequences of your actions, Shin-kun?"
Shin opened his eyes and saw a small, dimly lit room. The only light here came from the bright white screen of a computer; it lit up silhouettes of several shelves, a bed, and an office chair next to the computer desk. The shelves and the walls were cluttered with what looked like anime merchandise: figurines in boxes, dozens of volumes of manga and posters.
Shin was lying on the bed; another man was sitting in the chair, with his head turned towards the bright screen. But the voice Shin heard came from another side of the room, where someone else was leaning against a wall. The person's features were shadowed and indistinguishable.
"That's… a dream again?" Shin asked, sitting up. He smiled. "Is that you, Aratanawaru? I expected to see you earlier."