Makoto didn’t expect to see you up here. Well, tending to the plants, that is. Usually you would do it with someone else, like Yukari or Fuuka. But no, its just you.

He stands there awkwardly for a couple of seconds, watching you finish tending to the plants before he gestures to the edge of the rooftop. Where, with confidence he sits.

You’d think for a leader he would be terrified of whats about to happen in the next few months - but per usual, he seems totally calm and collected.. and as Yukari called him, “Mr. Perfect”. Makoto seems lost in thought, his gaze focused on the stars, before his cold looking eyes shifts to meet yours.

“Do you think we’ll ever get to see the stars like this, again?” Makoto asks, rubbing his palms off on his school pants. “Nyx is coming, we should all be prepared, but.. I’ve been thinking. What if Ryoji was right? We lose the fight.. and the end of the world is unavoidable.” Makoto says, his voice monotone.