piece 01. grief
It's a March rain.
It had rained all through the night of March 31st, a thousand times over. To most people it was just one day. To those in the know, it was a literal manifestation of depression. None of them would admit this, least of all the cause
Junpei watched the rain fall, hand where his heart was. He didn't like this. Not even losing. He could get that. But dying again, dying after Chidori had given up her everything so he didn't.
His eyes flickered to Yukari, hidden underneath his baseball cap. She twirled the key in her hand. The smile on her face was unnatural for her. She looked smug. The Yukari he had known had never looked smug. Proud, yeah, pleased, yeah, but not like this. Not this ugly way.
Maybe she had loved Yuki after all. WIth Yukariicchi, it's very hard to say. But everyone mourns differently.
Still, as he had realized, her mourning shouldn't be costing the universe its future.
And what were they going to do about Nyx now?
All of these questions they all had to answer. That was probably the only reason the key wasn't in the front door right now.
That, and Aegis was standing in front of it, blocking the lock. It was a sore loser move but… Junpei understood.
Metis too, was dead. And it was really their fault this time.