"Phones, jus' who is that blond guy from Shinjuku? Not Flutters, but the other guy. He's, uh... got an earring and a big jacket, yo." Beat is rubbing the back of his neck, his gaze turned upwards as he chews on the inside of his cheek.
"Tha' guy's vibes is all kinds a' weird. I'unno what his name is, but I been callin' him Birdie in my head cuz he's got a bird on his jacket."
that.... was a wildly complicated answer. one that neku wasn't entirely sure he was ready to say out loud fully. not because he didn't want to acknowledge it- rather, it was due to him not having a clear picture of how everything fell into place.
❝ his name is hazuki. ❞ is what he really settled on to say first. start with a name. try not to get too deep in nostalgia. they weren't kids anymore. they weren't attending school. there was a boundary of death between them and things got so much more difficult to elaborate on.
he hadn't really told beat much of anything about his life before the game. it was a really dark portion of his life. he was sure that the other could figure out that things were bad back then because of how he acted towards him, rhyme and shiki. grief and anger clouded his world a lot back then.
❝ we went to school together before.... ❞ he trails off for just a heartbeat, ❝ he died. a little before i did. i still don't know entirely what happened. i was trying to find out when the whole thing with minamimoto and joshua happened. ❞ he had been going to each of their haunts, thinking maybe hazuki was at the udagawa mural. hazuki had loved that place. he'd introduced him to CAT. he wouldn't have the friends he does now if it wasn't for him.
❝ haz ended up becoming composer outside of shibuya, somehow. that might be why he feels weird to you, too. ❞ he couldn't put his finger on why that fact bothered him so much. he had also been put in a position where he could have been composer once. joshua held him at gunpoint for a second time and shot him, again. the difference between he and hazuki was that he had to have done something irreversible. whoever he was now.... being composer changed him in a lot of ways. he could still see small glimpses of his best friend in there but it was shrouded in something else.
❝ anyway.... we knew each other a long time ago. same class for most of school since we were kids. he's actually the one who showed me CAT. ❞