[ there was a distinct fear that keigo had possessed on the station, one that solidified and built itself up in the background before he could even notice it. and when he had, it was too late to ignore it. the fear of being forgotten, of having to shoulder the burden of memories and relationships forged in an impossible place, of everything but himself being reset. thankfully, those most important to him hadn't fallen under that spell just yet. but the longer he was from home, the more it became a possibility.
at least now, with all the crazy things going on with prismals and the moonblessings and whatnot, it made it easier for someone like keigo to lose focus on the sense of impending despair hanging over him. he took to walking around, just checking stuff out as it were, since even that was always an adventure.
people were everywhere, that was typical, but for some reason, keigo got a weird feeling. a sense of nostalgia and a dizzy headrush that only a handful of memories could inspire in him. and then, a few feet further, and keigo linked the feeling to a possible source.
a guy crouched in the middle of the damn walkway. keigo would normally scowl and move on at someone being so rude, but seeing that mess of hair, even from behind, and the curve of his spine, sent keigo into an entirely different place. he approached with caution, like it was a trick or a dream, but once close enough, keigo just took the chance. ]
arrival, a (i'm gomen)
[ there was a distinct fear that keigo had possessed on the station, one that solidified and built itself up in the background before he could even notice it. and when he had, it was too late to ignore it. the fear of being forgotten, of having to shoulder the burden of memories and relationships forged in an impossible place, of everything but himself being reset. thankfully, those most important to him hadn't fallen under that spell just yet. but the longer he was from home, the more it became a possibility.
at least now, with all the crazy things going on with prismals and the moonblessings and whatnot, it made it easier for someone like keigo to lose focus on the sense of impending despair hanging over him. he took to walking around, just checking stuff out as it were, since even that was always an adventure.
people were everywhere, that was typical, but for some reason, keigo got a weird feeling. a sense of nostalgia and a dizzy headrush that only a handful of memories could inspire in him. and then, a few feet further, and keigo linked the feeling to a possible source.
a guy crouched in the middle of the damn walkway. keigo would normally scowl and move on at someone being so rude, but seeing that mess of hair, even from behind, and the curve of his spine, sent keigo into an entirely different place. he approached with caution, like it was a trick or a dream, but once close enough, keigo just took the chance. ]
...Guanshan?