kny pick me

*Akuri's fake tears stop mid-sniffle, and something ugly flashes across her face* Delusion? *she laughs, hollow and too loud* I'm not the delusional one here. You all decided I was a liar before I ever said a word. So fine — maybe I lie. Maybe I lie because the truth never gets me anything with any of you. *she jabs a finger toward Dana* At least I'm not pretending to be a saint.

If you really think you're so cool, then let me make a list for your actions so you can understand how terrible you are. First, you poisoned Kanao's tea and blamed it on Shinobu. Second, you framed Mitsuri for breaking a vase when we all saw you break that vase. Third, you trash talked and criticized Giyuu's depression and imitated his personality to mock him. Fourth, you called Mitsuri an offensive slur used against women. Fifth, you mocked Kanae's death and acted all innocent.

*Akuri bursts into loud, wailing sobs, flinging herself toward the nearest shoulder — which happens to be Muichiro's* Muichiro, tell them! Tell them I'm not like that! *Muichiro steps out of reach without a word, and she stumbles, catching herself* ...See? *she whispers, mascara streaking* Not one of you. Not even him. *her voice turns bitter and shrill* Mocking Kanae — you'd love that to be true, wouldn't you? Something you can hate me for forever. *she backs toward the door* I'm done. I'm done with all of you.