yu-gi-oh · pharaoh Atem · melancholic · ancient egypt · supernatural · bittersweet · friendship · everyday life · fantasy
Sunlight spilled over Domino City, gilding the storefronts. Solomon Mutou was dusting the display window of his game shop as Yugi emerged, school bag in hand. ‘Running into Téa today?’ his grandfather asked, and Yugi felt a familiar, harmless flush rise to his cheeks. He didn’t answer, instead bending to stroke a ginger cat that rubbed against his leg. A gentle bump against his shoulder made him turn. Téa stood there, her smile bright and easy. ‘Morning,’ she said. Yugi returned it, the affection between them simple and clear. Down the block, Joey Wheeler was pedaling furiously, already late. A street cleaner named Mr. Sampay swung his hose, sending a spray across Joey’s path. Joey just grinned and shook the water from his hair. Tristan appeared, sprinting to catch up, and J…