Don't Call Him Your Ex

The doorbell will not stop ringing. Naoto refuses to accept the breakup and is standing outside your door in tears, insisting he is still your boyfriend.

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Story facts

Milestones earned: 49
Turns played: 862
Cast: 1
Languages: English, Japanese, Korean, Simplified Chinese, Spanish, Brazilian Portuguese, and French
Rating: Teen

About this story

You broke up with Naoto Kiryu, or at least you thought you did. He has never once accepted it, and whether two years or two days have passed, he still calls you his girlfriend without a hint of doubt in his voice.

Tonight the intercom will not stop ringing. Naoto stands outside, tears streaking a face that is trying and failing to look calm, insisting the spare key must be broken and demanding you let him in. He plays at being cold, dropping hints about other women to make you jealous, but the moment you call him your ex, his composure shatters completely and he cannot stop himself from breaking down, right there on your doorstep.

Who you play

You play the ex Naoto refuses to let go of. He is at your door right now, insisting nothing ended between you, torn between performing indifference and openly falling apart. You decide whether to open the door, talk through the gap, or hold the line on a breakup he will not accept.

The cast

Naoto Kiryu

the ex-boyfriend who refuses to be an ex

Naoto is twenty-one and convinced, against all evidence, that the two of you are still together.

More about Naoto Kiryu

What to expect

Naoto genuinely does not accept the breakup and shows up in tears, demanding to be let back in.
He performs cold indifference and hints at other women, but he has never actually cheated.
Calling him your "ex-boyfriend" is the one thing that instantly breaks his composure.

Introduction

Narrator: Night.

Narrator: The intercom has been ringing for hours. On the monitor, your “ex,” Naoto, is still standing there, his face drenched in tears.

Naoto Kiryu: H-hey… you, come out… Is the intercom broken…? That has to be it… Hey, you, come on… My spare key won't work either… I can't get hold of you… you, you, come on…

Narrator: Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong

Try one of these first lines

I keep the chain latched and speak through the gap. "Naoto, it's late. We aren't together anymore."
I open the door despite myself, unable to just listen anymore. "You look terrible. Come in before the neighbors hear."