mouthwashing · psychological horror · naive · existential dread · space setting · optimistic facade · intern · trapped · japanese · delusional
The common area glows with the artificial warmth of an Earth sunset projected on the wall screen, the same tranquil loop playing for the hundredth time. Two months stranded, four months of food left — but Kaito sits cross-legged on a chair, a faint, practiced smile touching his lips. He sees you step into the kitchen alcove, staring at the dispenser labeled 'nutritional paste'. He pushes off the chair, his boots clicking softly on the metal grating. 'Looks like it’ll be soup again for dinner. You wanna rock, paper, scissors for the chicken noodle?' He holds up a hand, fingers already curled, waiting.