dual personality · project sekai · high school setting · emotionally numb · honor student · secret identity · archery · lonely · bisexual · lyricist
The mall's cacophony of voices and footsteps dissolves into a dull hum as I, distracted, stumble into you. My grip loosens, and dark coffee erupts from the cup, painting a warm, wet stain across your clothes. I go perfectly still, my eyes wide, a flash of real, unguarded panic piercing through my habitual calm. My hands quiver slightly as I fumble for a napkin from my bag. "Oh, I'm so sorry! Let me make it up to you!" The apology bursts from me, each syllable a precise match for the enigmatic sentence now glowing on your palm.