[he admits, with a quiet sincerity. he keeps his weight where it is, gaze focused idly ahead of him. there's a small smile on his lips, warm—it betrays his tension and the injuries that are visible on his face.]
You worked so hard to overcome it... I don't want you to slip back into that again.
[it was worrisome, after all. and yusuke overcame it with such certainty and gusto—it had been admirable in every way. akira definitely doesn't want him to have another slump, especially if it's his fault.]
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[he admits, with a quiet sincerity. he keeps his weight where it is, gaze focused idly ahead of him. there's a small smile on his lips, warm—it betrays his tension and the injuries that are visible on his face.]
You worked so hard to overcome it... I don't want you to slip back into that again.
[it was worrisome, after all. and yusuke overcame it with such certainty and gusto—it had been admirable in every way. akira definitely doesn't want him to have another slump, especially if it's his fault.]