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koutarou kurashiki

Let my art be the sound of my soul / Let it reminisce of the good times / Let it scribble the lines of the bad times / Let it bloom with excitement / Let my art be a representation of me / Just let it be me 

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This is Takao at Lemon Leaf at [street #, Apprassage]. I apologize for not being able to take your call at the moment, but leave a message and I will get back to you as soon as I'm able to.

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[flowrite]

[Fai nods against Koutarou's shoulder.]

Sort of. He was... he was still dead. But when he died I stole his name. He was the real Fai, not me. I stole this name. My real name was Yuui. Is Yuui?

[He lifts his head, eyes red, and sniffles.]

I don't even know. I've been thinking about it so much, I'm so confused. Am I Fai? Am I Yuui?

[Sorry Koutarou, he's a bit of a mess right now.]

[wordcarvings]

[ He frowns, and rubs Fai’s back quietly. That’s a heavy memory. What’s the meaning of them? Why is this happening and why is it messing things up for Fai? ]

I think you’re Fai. I don’t know about this, other life or what it is that’s going on, but the person right here is Fai. I know that.

[ He has no reason to doubt who he is, he’s known him for years and he’s always been Fai. ]

[flowrite]

[Fai gives him a watery smile, eyes still wet with tears.]

I keep telling myself that. I know who I am. But these memories seem so real, and... I think I'm Yuui in all of them. But if I'm not him....

[He drops his head again, this time to rest on Koutarou's shoulder.]

In most of these memories he seems so... lonely. Lonely and afraid.