twst novel. ( episode i: the crimson tyrant ) pg. 57-84

That's when he heard a mucky, wet something, quite unlike the drip of falling tears. Startled, Yuuya jumped and turned in the direction of the sound to see that a damp cloth had dropped to the floor beneath the window. Apparently the curtains had torn, weighed down by the rain. 

What an old building. When Yuuya went to shut the window, however, something leaped straight into his chest. 

“Whoa!”

A blue flame burned dazzlingly bright before Yuuya, who fell on his behind.

”Phew. It started pourin’ outta nowhere.”

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