For someone unsure of what they want...

Those questions, often absent in everyday conversations, surface like sharp shards. Your response used to be a hollow laugh, always echoing, "It's not easy."

To be stranded between two opposing poles is not akin to a mere crossroads. It's an abyss that widens when both ends stare at you, expecting your choice. And you, lost in the shadow of that decision, find yourself suspended between the known and unknown, between acceptance and rejection.

Humanity embodies duality, a kaleidoscope of emotions that, when blended, morph into a subtle, persistent ache. The weight of choice echoes like a haunting refrain, reverberating in the silence, bearing the weight of a thousand lives.

"I've noticed your constant distraction," the guy sat by your side, his gaze a mirror of compassion and inquiry. Why was he the one witnessing your pain?

"What traverses your mind?” Kunikida asked, but the answer was a maze with no exit, an enigma nestled deep within the abyss of the self.