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if you died in the metaverse but there is no body to be found, are you really dead, or did you fade away from everyone’s cognition, ceasing to exist in the progress? does that mean you’re not dead but also dead, but are you really dead if you don’t exist to begin with?

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independent +  selective + private goro akechi

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Every once in a while, Akira would get this feeling that he was forgetting something. Normally it turned out to be but a minor inconvenience, so he tended to brush it off as it probably being nothing. But during moments like right now, where he went to reach for the key to Leblanc and was met empty handed, he would silently curse himself for not taking the extra time to double check his belongings.

But this time things turned out for the better, because now he had a reason to show off the lock picking skills he learned while surfing wikihow at 3am. Maybe he could finally prove how cool he was to Goro- But on the other hand, Goro knew that he could ride a unicycle. Who would ever think Akira was cool after obtaining that kind of knowledge…

Akira must’ve gotten lost in thought, because Goro was starting to get a bit antsy, as he was taking longer to open the door than he had intended.

                    “ Don’t worry, it’s not like anyone ever comes here.             Besides, look I’m done- open sesame! Pretty cool of me, huh? “

As Akira held the door open for his friend, he was practically fishing for compliments at this point.

goro knows that look akira is giving him. years growing up inseparable with this guy gives goro all the cues on him. coupled with his last statement---pretty cool of me, huh?---goro already knows: akira’s waiting for a compliment.

still, he indulges his childhood friend for a moment, slinging his bag to his shoulder so he can free his hand and tap his fingers against his chin with a contemplative hum, but the twinkle in his eyes promise that he isn’t really thinking about this at all---the look of the perpetually infuriating.

❝ you’re passable, ❞ goro finally answers after a beat too long, complete with a wink, and he doesn’t give akira a chance for a rebuttal; he enters the cafe immediately. alright, perhaps he’s not really going to indulge akira that easily. god knows where he learnt to lock picks, anyway---probably from wikihow at three am.

he’s definitely overthinking this; akira works in this cafe---where does he not work these days, anyway?---which means he has every right to be in this cafe, but with goro carrying two bags ( that contain books and pens and school things, by the way ) and akira bent over in front of the door with a closed sign and doing...something...( picking the door’s lock ) goro is pretty sure they both look really suspicious and definitely stupid for doing something that looks like a break-in in broad daylight.

goro blinks once, and he sighs as he looks over at his friend who’s still bent over in front of the door.

❝ akira, i don’t really think this is a good idea. ❞

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