| Retrograde ; homra-san-chan |
To whom does the slowly falling cold light and loneliness belong?
"Doesn’t it belong to me?" He found himself muttering, snapping out of his daze. "Ah…it really was a bad idea memorizing the song…"
There he was, still sitting by himself in the park, some of the birds were flying up and nestling in his messy brown locks. Letting out a soft chuckle, the teen gently raises on if his hands up to where a bird was cheerfully chirping out.
"Hey little guy, don’t rest on my head, you might fall and break something~" He closes his hand into a fist, waiting for the small bird to transfer there instead. When it did, the teen slowly brings his hand close to his face and smiles. "It’s fine, it’s fine~ It’ll work out somehow~" He says, more to himself than anything.
His frantic search continues and so far there is no such luck. As seconds, minutes and hours tick by, the pain and heavy feeling that he has been feeling earlier is growing. What is it? What's causing it? So annoying that he can't help but blame the teen he had met earlier. It was his fault wasn't it? He never felt anything like that before he met the other. He must have done something or so he thought.
Alternating between running and walking, it didn't take him that long before he spots the said person sitting in the park. A sigh of relief, that he didn't know where it came from and for what reason, was released by the older raven. Somehow, the heavy feeling have lighten a bit but not completely. The raven walks over to where the other is and carefully greets the other as not to startle him or anything.
"So this is where you've ran off to...Totsuka Tatara-kun."