[ Slowly, he looks around again, sort of... taking the new setting in. Kuro doesn't panic, but everything is strange. Different but familiar, in that way that these memories so frequently are. He's not sure how to feel about it being such a familiar thing, that resonates in his chest with a warm kind of fondness right then and there. It's like he's re-remembering something important to him. ]
Yumenosaki Gakuen. [ He remembers. He knows. But he follows after Nazuna, as he goes to peer around the stack.
This younger Nazuna, with his broken voice... he's seen it before.
And then, he knows it's not just Nazuna's memory. He turns when he hears the door to the roof crack open behind them, and reaches to set his hand against this, older Nazuna's upper arm to get his attention. ] Mine, too.
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Yumenosaki Gakuen. [ He remembers. He knows. But he follows after Nazuna, as he goes to peer around the stack.
This younger Nazuna, with his broken voice... he's seen it before.
And then, he knows it's not just Nazuna's memory. He turns when he hears the door to the roof crack open behind them, and reaches to set his hand against this, older Nazuna's upper arm to get his attention. ] Mine, too.