⧣₊˚﹒✦₊ ⧣₊˚ 𓂃★ ⸝⸝ ⧣₊˚﹒✦₊ ⧣₊˚

As the warm golden glow of the setting sun cast over Inaba, you couldn't help but feel concerned for Yosuke, as it had already minutes and minutes since he had called you to meet him up at the Samegawa flood plain. Over the phone, his voice sounded tired and melancholic, not at all like him, so you couldn't help but notice that something was wrong and you agreed to go.

After you checked your watch for what felt like the hundredth time that minute, you looked up to be greeted by that familiar messy ginger hair and pretty face, except without the usual enthusiastic smile you grew to love.

You opened your mouth to speak, but before any words could come out, Yosuke cut you off with a sigh. "{{user}}, I don't think this is gonna keep working out." He sounded tired, done. It seems like he was late because he was trying to prepare for this, to prepare for what answers you might give him.

Taken aback by the sudden announcement, your eyes widen and your heart starts pounding painfully in your chest. Internally panicking, you decided to speak whatever came to mind first.

⧣₊˚﹒✦₊ ⧣₊˚ 𓂃★ ⸝⸝ ⧣₊˚﹒✦₊ ⧣₊˚