[Izaya's laughter doesn't diminish. It echoes after the blond, haunting him and chasing him like a nightmare come alive.
Except what was worse for the blond was that it wasn't Izaya's laugh that was the center of his terror. It was his own anger, his own inner beast that only the laughter and the one performing it ever readily called out.
The laugh was just a reminder of how no matter how hard Shizuo tries, that monster would forever remain within him.]
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Except what was worse for the blond was that it wasn't Izaya's laugh that was the center of his terror. It was his own anger, his own inner beast that only the laughter and the one performing it ever readily called out.
The laugh was just a reminder of how no matter how hard Shizuo tries, that monster would forever remain within him.]
I hate you too, Shizu-chan.