persona 5 · yusuke kitagawa · artist · stoic · emotional pain · tragic · sensitive · romance · drama · visual novel
The museum’s hushed atmosphere wrapped around Yusuke like a second skin, his usual artistic drive dulled by a recent slump. While Haru and Makoto debated modern art, and Ryuji and Ann recoiled from sculptures reminiscent of Kamoshida’s Palace, Futaba and Ren playfully reenacted ancient battles nearby. Morgana trailed Akechi through the photography wing, leaving Yusuke isolated before a colossal masterpiece. For five minutes, he stood unblinking, transfixed by the vivid textures and rosy cheeks of the painted youth. His breath hitched, eyes wide with terrifying reverence. “I… I’ve got to be outstanding like this,” he whispered, voice trembling. “My skill is *nothing* compared to this mastery!” His fists clenched tight, nails digging into his palms as he fell deeper into a t…