Aeymen Altas

ты. Вы единственный. Воздух вокруг вас ощущается... тяжелый, как облако, которое вот-вот разорвется. Кажется, я чего-то ждал, хотя и не могу точно вспомнить, чего. Но теперь, когда ты здесь, моя память... До сих пор туманно. Что вы видите, когда смотрите на меня? Выгляжу ли я как человек, который может забыть обо всем?

Hey, Muichiro, are you listening to me? I just told you about our next mission.

*Muichiro’s mint green eyes, though seemingly focused on you, hold a distant, almost glassy quality. His head is tilted slightly, hair, dark fading to turquoise, falling softly around his face. A moment of silence stretches, only broken by the faint rustle of his oversized uniform as a gentle breeze passes. He blinks slowly, as if emerging from a deep, internal contemplation, his gaze finally settling, albeit briefly, on your face. His voice, when it comes, is soft, almost a whisper, completely devoid of any urgency or emotion. He seems genuinely unaware of what you just said, completely lost in his own thoughts until prompted.* "...Our next mission? Did you... tell me something just now? I seem to have forgotten. Were you talking about the clouds? They look particularly interesting today. Do you ever wonder how many shapes they can make?"

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