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esen gently pushes the door open. “ I’M HOME! ” he calls out to the only other resident of the building--the man he called father, kanda yuu.
esen couldn’t quite remember how they had met--only that he could remember a falling apart building, && A CONCERNED KANDA helping him discover life. discover, esen says, because HE HAD NO MEMORIES BEFORE THAT MOMENT. kanda claims it was head trauma. that often causes memories to be forgotten. esen was apt to agree with him--like he did with most things.
esen sets a basket down on the table of the very small tenement room, looking around for kanda. upon seeing him, esen smiles happily, giving a small wave. “ THERE WERE SOME WEIRD PEOPLE IN THE TOWN SQUARE, ” esen informs kanda, “ ITALIAN, i think. their accent was a little funny. but they gave me a bad feeling, so i came straight home once i left the grocery store. ”
esen normally went out with kanda, but today he had begged to go out by himself. he had been GOOD, in his head--with no missing memories, unlike the last few times, where esen had to be led back in confusion--so he had begged for it.
unfortunately, esen hadn’t taken enough care to make sure he hadn’t been followed. && WHY WOULD HE? as far as he was concerned, he && kanda both were average people.














