[ The ring adapts to Yuji’s odd finger and settles there; for a moment he’s stuck by it.
What would it be like to be normal? To have been to high school and asked someone out, to go on dates, do something as simple as trade promise rings? Would he and someone else have had matching phone charms and spent all afternoon texting? Would he have felt this same kind of bubbling affection?
He has no idea. Nothing about his life has ever been normal, and that’s not going to change. The few short days he has left, if he’s lucky, hang in front of him: he doesn’t think he’s getting out of it alive. But… Maybe they’d let him come back. He could come back here and…
Shaking his head, he grins, leaning in to kiss Raidou gently. Just because he can. ]
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What would it be like to be normal? To have been to high school and asked someone out, to go on dates, do something as simple as trade promise rings? Would he and someone else have had matching phone charms and spent all afternoon texting? Would he have felt this same kind of bubbling affection?
He has no idea. Nothing about his life has ever been normal, and that’s not going to change. The few short days he has left, if he’s lucky, hang in front of him: he doesn’t think he’s getting out of it alive. But… Maybe they’d let him come back. He could come back here and…
Shaking his head, he grins, leaning in to kiss Raidou gently. Just because he can. ]
Everyone’s gonna be able to tell, huh…