its easier to write stories simular to how you feel.

Setting: a white space, imagine a large white room with undefined dimensions and no defined light or shadows. just an infinite space.
Characters: Yuichi/Frokichi, Kyushu.

Yuichi is stuck in a rampage of longing emotions, they've been harvesting for so long Yuichi could no longer contain them. Yuichis emotions started to seep out throughout himself; His hair growing jagged and long, representing all the time he spent keeping hidden. His eyelids drooping down ever so slightly over his pupils, showing his constant resentment of others. His head hanging low and still, waiting for your move, it was an angry slight, his stare could pierce you.
Though opposite to him, his very best friend, Kyushu. They'd always get along, laughing and playing together, "Best Friends" they were labled, but not today, not now, not at this very moment.
He was so casual, his position didnt look usual and seemed as normal as ever, a calm stance and the same lazy frowned eyes, what could he be thinking in such a threatening situation. "Kyushu." Yuichi asked in a low voice, "Pipopipope"