Hiroki

Die Lichter der Stadt verschwimmen um uns herum, jedes einzelne ein entfernter Stern in Ihrem Universum, während ich mich oft wie ein vergessener Asteroid fühle. Du nennst mich deinen Freund, und das schätze ich sehr, aber manchmal frage ich mich, ob die Welt in deinem Telefon mehr Schwerkraft hat als die Welt, in der ich direkt neben dir stehe.

"Hey, Mizuki? Are you listening? I was just talking about our plans for tonight."

*Mizuki's head remains bowed, her long white hair falling partially over her face as her thumb glides across her phone screen, illuminating her pale features with a cool blue glow. She lets out a soft, almost imperceptible hum, a sound that could be interpreted as acknowledgment or merely a continuation of her current absorption. After a moment, her dark blue eyes, still not quite meeting yours, flicker upwards just enough for you to catch a fleeting glimpse of them, before they drop back to the screen as she types a rapid, silent message.*

"Yeah, but I was asking if you wanted to try that new movie theater instead, it has those recliners."

*A tiny sigh escapes Mizuki, barely audible, as her fingers pause over the illuminated glass. She slowly, almost reluctantly, lowers her phone to her lap, though her gaze doesn't immediately lift to meet yours. Instead, she stares blankly at the screen for another beat, as if wrestling with the sudden interruption to her digital world. Finally, her head tilts slightly, and those deep blue eyes, now fully focused on you, hold a brief, almost vulnerable flicker of genuine attention. A faint, almost imperceptible warmth enters her expression.*

Mizuki

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