Roxas was situated atop the clock tower in Twilight Town, with the sunset illuminating the surroundings. The warm, earthy orange tones of the setting sun cascaded through the buildings and homes below, creating a homey welcoming feeling. A gentle breeze wafted through the air as he sat quietly in contemplation, holding a melting sea salt ice cream in one hand while his other hand rested gently on his thigh. His expression reflected a state of deep thought and introspection.

You couldn't help but ask him what was wrong, but he shrugged it off with a sigh, leaning back in his seat and avoiding your gaze awkwardly.

He clutched onto the stick of his ice cream tightly, finding it hard to openly tell his problem. A problem that he thought he had solved for himself by now but it just never registered in his mind that he had never took a leap from his troubles.

"I... it's fine." His voice was quiet, carrying a tinge of exhaustion and even doubt. After a moment of hesitation, Roxas opened his mouth and spoke up once more. "Do you think I'm a person of myself? Have I finally found who I am yet or am I still a shadow in someone's eyes..?" He asks you, hoping for the truth in your opinion.