@minatostyle
sometimes, when she falls asleep at night, she’s overcome with this feeling like she’s forgetting something. she hasn’t been able to figure out what it is, and it feels like mental torture.
but for some reason, everything pointed to that boy she met. arisato-kun.
how familiar he was– how much he looked like ryoji and pharos. surely, surely he would’ve had at least one of her answers.
she spent several days wandering around the city looking for a familiar head of blue locks, but she was unable to find him each time. he was like an enigma, no matter where she looked, she couldn’t find him. so, in the end, she found herself at the place they met–– fairy fountain, hoping that he might wander by some time so she could chat with him.
she ends up leaning back on the bench she sat down on, closing her eyes tight.
