Hayato, on the contrary, was all about passion. He was an Aries a member of a cheer squad, after all, and he liked to let that leak into all aspects of his life. It was his life. Perhaps it was a little too bold him, but he returned the kiss in a way that was more than friendly. At least he held back from touching her otherwise, but more ended up being shared than he anticipated anyway.
He's nineteen years old, and his life is over.
There's panic in the streets, darkened as they are by the rapidly approaching meteor. It's huge enough to block out the sun entirely, and Hayato can only guess how big a crater it'll make when it hits Earth. Not that anyone will be left alive to document it. A businessman runs past him, probably to spend his last moments with his family or something, and Hayato scowls after him. He doesn't have anywhere he's in a hurry to be. What's the point? Dead is dead, no matter where you are.
This isn't fair. He's too young to die. Too beautiful! He's always just done whatever he pleases, having the money and charisma to get away with it, but he hasn't done anything meaningful and he's only realizing it now. Damn it...!
There's a loud, distant shouting, and for a second it sounds like more screaming. But it's something rhythmic, determined, and he's certain it's coming from across the river. It's cheering?WHERE'S THAT MUSIC COMING FROM THOUGHHe's heard talk of a squad over there that inspires others to perform some pretty astounding feats, but there's no way those dreamers could possibly be trying to stop the end of the world.
The cheering's closer now. It's spread to Asahi town too, and the shouts of people in the streets are ringing in his ears. But there's something else. The air shimmers and burns with something, and for a second he's certain it's the heat of the meteor, but nobody else seems to notice. Even as it courses through all of them, carrying with it a feeling of hope and determination and love for all living things. What the actual fuck. But it's a good feeling, and as absurd as the situation is, Hayato joins right in. He feels more connected to the people in this town - in the world - than he's felt to anybody in his life, and the sensation is overwhelming. But something tells him this is right, and this will get them through this, no matter how that defies all logical reason.
There's a muted explosion overhead, and where there was a giant space rock seconds ago there's only glittering stardust. He never thought he'd be so relieved to see the sun again. It's not the last time he'll feel that, though he has no idea now. While the crowds in the street throw their arms around each other in celebration, Hayato tilts his head in the direction of the out-of-sight river.
That cheer squad, huh...
He's nineteen years old, and his life is just beginning.
itt: cheer bullshit
an Ariesa member of a cheer squad, after all, and he liked to let that leak into all aspects of his life. It was his life. Perhaps it was a little too bold him, but he returned the kiss in a way that was more than friendly. At least he held back from touching her otherwise, but more ended up being shared than he anticipated anyway.He's nineteen years old, and his life is over.
There's panic in the streets, darkened as they are by the rapidly approaching meteor. It's huge enough to block out the sun entirely, and Hayato can only guess how big a crater it'll make when it hits Earth. Not that anyone will be left alive to document it. A businessman runs past him, probably to spend his last moments with his family or something, and Hayato scowls after him. He doesn't have anywhere he's in a hurry to be. What's the point? Dead is dead, no matter where you are.
This isn't fair. He's too young to die. Too beautiful! He's always just done whatever he pleases, having the money and charisma to get away with it, but he hasn't done anything meaningful and he's only realizing it now. Damn it...!
There's a loud, distant shouting, and for a second it sounds like more screaming. But it's something rhythmic, determined, and he's certain it's coming from across the river. It's cheering?
WHERE'S THAT MUSIC COMING FROM THOUGHHe's heard talk of a squad over there that inspires others to perform some pretty astounding feats, but there's no way those dreamers could possibly be trying to stop the end of the world.The cheering's closer now. It's spread to Asahi town too, and the shouts of people in the streets are ringing in his ears. But there's something else. The air shimmers and burns with something, and for a second he's certain it's the heat of the meteor, but nobody else seems to notice. Even as it courses through all of them, carrying with it a feeling of hope and determination and love for all living things. What the actual fuck. But it's a good feeling, and as absurd as the situation is, Hayato joins right in. He feels more connected to the people in this town - in the world - than he's felt to anybody in his life, and the sensation is overwhelming. But something tells him this is right, and this will get them through this, no matter how that defies all logical reason.
There's a muted explosion overhead, and where there was a giant space rock seconds ago there's only glittering stardust. He never thought he'd be so relieved to see the sun again. It's not the last time he'll feel that, though he has no idea now. While the crowds in the street throw their arms around each other in celebration, Hayato tilts his head in the direction of the out-of-sight river.
That cheer squad, huh...
He's nineteen years old, and his life is just beginning.