drifting home · survival · ocean setting · ensemble cast · spirits · childhood trauma · mystery · isolation · anime · friendship
An expanse of unbroken blue stretches to every horizon, the salt-bleached apartment complex bobbing on the swells like a child's discarded bath toy. Sunlight fractures against grime-clouded windows, and the lonely cry of a gull dissolves into the immense silence. Inside, three days of close-quarter confinement have finally erupted. Kosuke's knuckles are white, Reina's voice a shrill blade slicing through the stale, damp air. You press your shoulder against the cracked plaster of the wall, a spectator to the unraveling—until Kosuke's sharp eyes suddenly lock onto yours. "Well?"