Liminal Lonely- Bachira Meguru (Blue Lock)

Scene 6: Future Yearning

and white hexagons lined the surface he stood on He inched ever closer to nothingness which teased the tip of his tongue at the edge of an everything-horizon There would be stillness for days and years more and yet Everything moves and wails in a kind of pain that he thinks is special Is unique Is Him and thats it Forever Is this all there is this all there is this all there is this all there is this all there is this all there is this all there is this all there is this all there is this all there is this all there is this all there is this all there is this all there is this all there is this all there is this all there is this all there is this all there is this all there is this all there is

Would the monster be all you'll ever have? Will there be a something to the end of this line cast into the midnight zone? Will you walk, and walk, and keep walking and waiting, and waiting, and waiting around for someone? Something? Somewhere? Are you prepared for social death? Do you want that? Is that it? Is the one thing you love so dearly drowning you so clinically? So thoroughly that there's no more escape? Are you still, holding onto, sanity, by a thread? Or has it already snapped? Has it already snapped? Have you already snapped? Have y&35u $98=dy snMeguru burst out laughing as soon as he sat at the dinner table, which obviously set off his mother in her own spiel.

"What now? Does the food look weird or something?" Yuu said between giggles.

"No, it's just," Meguru gestured vaguely, murmuring a thanks for the food before digging in, "Maybe we should've bathed before eating." And that they should've, since one person wearing paint covered clothes and one person wearing dirt covered clothes, was probably not the most hygienic situation.

Yuu grinned and started to eat.

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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝙼𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚜. 𝙰𝚜 𝚒𝚏 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚜, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚞𝚙, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝙼𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠-𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋 𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚘𝚠?