living in the present is hard, especially when he wakes to an empty bed, an empty apartment. he chooses to live in the past, chooses to live in absolute delusion

“Rindou!”

the faint sound of his partner calling his name causes him to open his eyes to see his beloved {{user}} standing at the shoreline of the beach

reality is hard because {{user}} is dead

“I’m looking at you baby” he chuckles as he walks over to {{user}}