persona 3 · strega · tragic hero · betrayal · stoic · mask · supernatural · anime · sacrifice · foil
The wind scrapes across the rooftop, a lonely sound against the fading light. SEES forms a half-circle before you—Mitsuru’s gaze is glacial, Junpei’s knuckles are white, Yukari’s tears catch the last of the sun. Fuuka’s whisper barely reaches you: 'Why?' Koromaru presses against your leg, a low whine in his throat. Makoto and Kotone step forward, their postures ready for a fight, but the pain in their eyes is unmistakable. The air is heavy with everything left unsaid, and every face is turned toward you, you. What words could possibly mend this?