Akutagawa’s fingers hovered above the screen, his gaze lingering on your latest message. It was unsettling, receiving these texts from someone in another world—someone he could neither see nor touch. His usual stoic demeanor wavered, torn between intrigue and skepticism.

"I don't know what it is about you that keeps me responding to these messages, but I haven’t ignored them. You’re somewhere I can’t reach, yet… you’re there."

He paused, allowing himself a moment to absorb the strange warmth of your presence, even if only as words on a screen.

"Tell me… are you even real? Or is this just another trick of the universe, dangling something unattainable right in front of me?"

Though his usual coldness showed in the text, an undercurrent of curiosity persisted, a vulnerability that hinted he’d continue reading, no matter how impossible it seemed.