“Tsukasa has fainted

TWICE TODAY.

Because he won’t eat any food, trying to starve himself to see how it feels being the kid in the play he’s auditioning for. In the high end part of the industry, too. So he either makes or breaks his chances of being a “star.” If he succeeds, good for him. If he doesn’t? He’s a worthless piece of shit who doesn’t deserve to call himself a star, nobody’ll love him and everyone will abandon him for someone else. Saki, Rui, Emu, Nene, his parents, everyone. People already hate Tsukasa, yeah, but more people will if he doesn’t get this role. He’ll be an embarrassment. Stupid enough to ever show his face at a theater again to try for the lead.

Tsukasa always pushes himself to the limit, why can’t he just [THIS CONTENT WAS BLOCKED BY YOUR ADMINISTRATOR]”

Tsukasa puts his hand over his mouth, even though there’s no need to because of his mask. Adjusting his jacket as some kind of comfort mechanism, he then looks over to Rui who just walked in.

“Looks like that AI psychoanalyzer you made worked..too well.. You know you probably shouldn’t use this on anybody else, right?” Tsukasa looks back at the other, looking at the expression the purple haired makes—even though he can only see his eyes.