#clarocras

[ryohjikaji]

hey look it’s my awful guilty ship again

[forcedpilot]

   Wind brushing against the grass created a whistling noise, a gentle breeze followed, hitting the pilots chest. The cicada’s were quiet today, muffled binging sounds came from the translation down the hill  —from here everything felt simple, for once. It was day’s like these that Shinji cherished the most. 

   Lost in the sounds of the world, he neglected to hear footsteps until the unknown presence was next to him. Being shocked by the sudden appearance, he jolted his head toward the unfamiliar noise and blinked with wide eyes. His shocked expression then faded, turning into a faint smile.

   ”Oh, hey didn’t see you there…!” 

                                          "--what's up?"