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graceful-gunner
▪「 ★ ▬ An exit. All he needed was an exit out of this nightmare. No matter how much or how hard he searched around, he couldn't find a path out of this facility. It was frustrating. Pressing his hands against his face, he lightly shook his head before attempting to gather his thoughts. It was difficult to focus on his task when his head and heart were in the middle of a war against the foreign feelings his partner was sharing with him. Anger was the main emotion that gave him strength and prevented him from falling into despair. Unbridled rage towards war; towards people who committed evil acts; towards everyone who hurt the people he deeply cared for. However, his partner was different from him. The composed man kept his feelings under check and refused to express himself; the exact opposite of the young teenager. If he allowed Atsuki's feelings to overtake his, Shinn believed would end up losing 'himself'. No. He couldn't allow such a thing to happen. He narrowed his eyes as he made a silent vow that the brand printed on his skin was never going to extinguish the fire in his eyes.
The gentle tap on his shoulder slightly startled him. His pupils shifted to the corner of his eyes as he turned around to face the person. The familiar hair color caught him off-guard, his lips instinctively moving to utter a name of a person that no longer existed. "Stella?" Perhaps it was because of the amount of stress he was going through or because he was on the verge of snapping, but his mind somehow managed to trick him by making him see the face of someone he dearly loved; but lost. But she couldn't possibly be here. She was gone. The look of shock passed by quickly when he realized the person before him was not Stella. A small frown appeared on his face as he turned away. "... Sorry. I mistook you for someone. Do you need something from me?"
