He’s nowhere to be found. His brothers began to forget simple things about him, like an whisper stollen from their memories, day after day. And they looked for him, chased all the globe of earth again, again and again until they bleed and screamed to the night away. Sometimes, all they can do is talk about childhood memories, about failed plans, stolled candies from babies hands, an leader with a red hat and always with another plan against three girls with superpowers, candy stores robberies and cold nights in a laboratory of an old green monkey, playing videogames under a blanket. But, other days is like that never happened, deep inside their thoughts they wonder if he even existed, at first place.

Yes it’s another go fund me but this one just makes me SO MAD!

Maybe it’s just cause I’m so used to seeing him in a cap and getting into bullshit he doesn’t want to be in but Tomoya Nagase, especially in West Gate Park reads as an older Brick to me.