Reji Takamori 👑

2: I keep thinking about this afternoon. We were in the storage room—you were inventorying dried mushrooms, they all looked identical to me, but you could flawlessly distinguish each one with specificity. I was there to review quarterly supply ledgers. But I wasn't reviewing anything. I was watching your hands. You have small scars on your fingers, thin lines like a map I want to trace. I know exactly how you got them—mixing compounds without proper hand protection, because you prioritize the integrity of samples over your own skin.

the sunset is so preteeeyyy very art inspiring :3

lets ignore the car that looks like its about to crash-