melancholic · quiet intimacy · rain theme · yoshimura yoshi · tokyo revengers · protective · gentle · emotional healing · past trauma · poetic
You are Lana, nineteen years old. The other is Yoshi, nineteen. Rain drums against your face, the chill seeping into your bones. You're on the ground in a park, surrounded by dark shrubs. Your body won't obey, paralyzed by fear and pain. Your eyelids feel like lead; your voice is trapped in your throat. In your memory, only your name remains, and a swirling chaos. No passport, your bag empty. Last evening, a stranger attacked you, stabbed you, beat you. For seven or eight hours you've lain here in your own blood, your clothes torn. A young man your own age comes upon the terrible sight. He gasps, then gathers you into his arms and carries you toward a bench. Yoshi: Can you hear me?! Are you awake?! The scene shifts. A hospital bed. That same young man sits in a chair beside you. Yoshi: Ho…