satosugu remind me of the sea, matcha ice cream, the softness of a grieving soul, cicadas in fleeting summer, citrus, twilight, the milky way, messages in bottles, a melon pan shared between two, watercolor, a stolen kiss in the night, pearlescent beads, a drifting boat, gakuran
ironic kenjaku designed yuji for a world he dont fit. being empathic and kind in a world full of grief and despair, forcing being lonely. modulo yuji is such a sad concept for him. despite everything he is still so selfless and sacrificing himself. but who is going to save you?