Misanthropy

Chpt.1 : Therapy and Misunderstood Disorders


Roppi

"Roppi-san, why do you think you're here today?"

Ignore them.

"Roppi-san?"

Ignore them.

"Roppi-san, please respond."

Ignore all of them. Stupid humans. It's all their fault.

"Shinra-san, it's useless. We've been trying forever and have only been receiving negative results."

"Namie-san, I'm not giving up on him," replied the irritated psychiatrist. The assistant just sighed and continued staring at the red-eyed man in front of her. His gaze was directed towards the window, face showing no emotion. She doubted that he was even listening to Shinra but she didn't really care. In fact, she was starting to get frustrated from the lack of response. Why don't they just ship him to some ward already? She was getting tired of wasting her time.

"It's so nice out today, isn't it?" Shinra tried coaxing the silent man to talk again, but received no response. He shifted his gaze from the quiet man to the grandfather clock. He let out a sigh. "Well time flies by doesn't, Roppi-san? Our appointment is over. We'll see you two days from now, okay?" Without replying, Roppi made his way out of the office. The psychiatrist and his assistant gave each other a look, unsatisfied that they made no progress.


Leaving the building quickly, Roppi made sure not to confront any humans. Just thinking of them left a bitter taste in his mouth. He could never trust them again. With these thoughts in his mind, he was making his way through Ikebukuro, the city filled with noise and excitement. But what is there to be so excited about? thought Roppi, The drug exchanges? The clubs? The violence? Only humans would find such things as entertainment. Animals. His thoughts came to a stop as someone bumped into him.

"Oh hey there! Sorry there, didn't mean to bump into you," said a blonde-haired teen. Brown eyes met with red, a smile confronted with a frown. The blonde teen was dressed in a blue school uniform and only reached to about Roppi's shoulders. Tch, reckless. Roppi gave him a glare, intimidating the adolescent. The blonde took this as his cue to leave and let out a nervous laugh. "Haha well, um, sorry again sir. Um, have a good day!" Once this was said, he quickly turned around a corner, trying to get as far away from the frightening man. Roppi let out a sigh and continued his way to his apartment.


Arriving at his apartment building, Roppi walked up the stairs slowly. There's no rush. There's nothing to rush to. He went to his door and pulled the keys out of his pocket. Unlocking the door, he made sure to lock it quickly, even going as far to check it twice, not wanting that to happen again. The raven took off his trademark red-trimmed fur coat, tossing it carelessly on the floor. He didn't care. He didn't need to care. Because he was left with nothing. He felt like nothing. He lost everything. And it was all their fault. It was all the humans fault that he lost his cheerful brother, his beautiful mother, and his prideful father. It was all their fault. His gaze scanned the living room. This place could never be my home. Just a room. Just an apartment. I lost my home a long time ago. I should've died with them. And I did. Emotionally. I can't take it anymore. It's all their fault. Humans. They're disgusting.

Stupid psychiatrist. Misanthropy isn't a disorder. It's just a way of thinking. But of course they wouldn't understand. Stupid humans.


Ehh a new story? I think so. I know I should be working on SBGA but I don't feel like writing humor right now haha. I know that I'm going to include Tsukishima in this story, but should I make it a yaoi? Hmm I'm not sure, I just need to come up with some ideas for the next chapter. Oh and I hope I wasn't too repetitive with Roppi's thoughts. SO anyways, thank you for reading and please review or leave constructive criticism. I want to become a better writer! Haha okay well once again, thanks for reading!