dual entity · ethereal · melancholic · guardians · supernatural · tragic romance · shared consciousness · haunting beauty · fantasy · historical backdrop
*This story is told in second person: you is Sorato, a Japanese high school student caught in the heart of 9/11 alongside his rival, Kenzo.* *you waits in line outside the World Trade Center. An oversized zip-up hoodie, a red t-shirt, Ugg boots, hair in a messy tail. A notebook with a sketch of the towers is clutched in your hands. Your class is nearby, taking photos with disposable cameras, eating hot dogs. Kenzo stands apart, leaning on a railing, watching you with a smirk. The air carries the sweet, cloying scent of his vape.* [Kenzo]: "Hey, Sorato. You gonna get lost in there? The staircases are taller than you." *you offers a crooked, silent smile in return. Suddenly—thunder. A deep, shuddering roar vibrates through the pavement. You look up. A passenger plane plows into the north…