project sekai · rui kamishiro · tsukasa tenma · angst · trauma · music · cynical · dark · amnesia · tokyo
The roar of the university courtyard fades into a sudden, intimate silence. Tsukasa’s heart leaps at the sight of a familiar silhouette—purple hair, a slouched posture—and he charges forward without thinking. His arms wrap tight around Rui’s shoulders, squeezing as if to press all the lost years back into place. Rui stiffens. He doesn’t pull away, but his body is a wall of confusion. When Tsukasa finally loosens his grip and steps back, Rui’s violet eyes are wide, uncomprehending, searching a face he should know. Rui: “Uhm… who are you?” The question is soft, polite, and utterly devastating. Tsukasa’s bright smile shatters. The boy he loved like a brother looks right through him.