[ it's unwieldy how things have turned on their head. again, makoto finds himself to take his own advice, but it's nothing so overt as denouncing their friend as a literal stranger in broad daylight. surely, haru fled soon afterwards (something about his eyes, the spasming dread caught under lens indicating as much). when it counted, he's always been a mouthpiece for what goes unspoken in his best friend. even in cohesion, falling away from their usual synchronicity, it doesn't take the keenness of perception to detect guilt. ]
i know
[ unwritten: not much, but enough. if the situation was vaguely normal by tellus's standards, he would've already hightailed it to each of his friends' respective locations and never rescinded his sight from them again, but as he's lately found, circumstances turn on a dime.
out in the gardens, the cerevice is just one pinprick of small, polarizing light. ]
i'm not the one you should be admitting this to rin
no subject
i know
[ unwritten: not much, but enough. if the situation was vaguely normal by tellus's standards, he would've already hightailed it to each of his friends' respective locations and never rescinded his sight from them again, but as he's lately found, circumstances turn on a dime.
out in the gardens, the cerevice is just one pinprick of small, polarizing light. ]
i'm not the one you should be admitting this to rin