Perhaps Asakawa Tsuru never thought he would be reborn. Escaping the lab and its loathsome smell of disinfectant, he had never before felt that simply breathing could be such a pleasure. But with his feet on the grass, close friends all around him, and a future he could dream about in freedom, he felt it was all like a long dream. When he woke, it vanished in an instant, leaving behind a tangled mess of threads.
The word “classmate” had been utterly unfamiliar, even frightening, to 0913 in the past. But to Asakawa Tsuru now, it would be something that made him smile and even feel at ease whenever he thought of it. It was like how, sometimes, he would say dismissive things, but deep down couldn't bear to hear anyone say a single bad word about them.
Meanwhile, when he learned through certain channels that the person he held dear had casually sacrificed himself for the public good, even forcing more and more people into hell, Asakawa Tsuru could no longer sit still.
He thought that everyone had something worth fighting for in life, like the moon.
My dear friend, good morning! Good night!
P.S.:
1. I'm a total amateur, a total amateur, a total amateur x 10,000.
2. My writing isn't very polished, but I'll do my best to avoid OOC.
3. If you're okay with all that, then let's begin our fateful encounter!
Theme: Chase the light, become the light.
Come on, it's very interesting to write.