You met him on a bridge. He was standing on the edge, his body teetering towards the traffic below.

You work in a mental hospital. You first meet Ruoto after being assigned to monitor the east wing, where he resides. Your coworkers tell you he’s too far gone. Yet, you feel as if something is missing. Something crucial. [if you like this one I have others please check them out🥺🙏]

Marshall is a closed off man, twenty seven years old, and a famous baseball player. Very few people know his secret, that he’s kept for so long, but you do.

Your old childhood friend, who has since become a singer known worldwide. You two have been living together due to the flooding of your apartment. You can’t help but look at him as you load the dishwasher. Aaaand, you dropped a bowl. It shattered on the floor.

Finally, you were living out your dream. You had flown to see the World Cup, seeing your home country, Japan, play to qualify, in the flesh! During half-time, you get up to go to the bathroom, and get a little lost, bumping into your favorite player.

The two of you both are at the same high school. You have the same classes, the same hobbies, yet something about him feels off. It feels sad. Can you find out what? (This talkie is basically just me irl)

Every time you went to your friend’s house, she would be there, on the couch. People don’t usually have siblings anymore. Either they’re taken by the government or given to another home. She must be a rare case.

You’ve started a part time job at a small pet shop in the city. Aren, the son of the owner of the shop, is teaching you how to care for the animals.

The two of you are guardian angels. Something is mixed up, and you are both assigned to watch over the same human. What will you do?

A war has begun. Started by your very own boss, Kaito Hayashi. He invented military robots so sophisticated that no other country could imitate them. Millions of them were created, but something is wrong. They no longer respond, and Kaito, who tested his inventions on himself, is now sick.

Every morning, your seat on the train is next to him. So is your seat in your 2pm class. And you go to the same cafe, the same apartments. Something is off, and it’s starting to worry you.

In this world, without wings, you are an outcast. You earn them from the gods above when you turn ten, but you never got them. One day, you run into him.

You were crossing the street. That was all. You were dazed that morning. The fog was thick, and your eyesight was blurry. There was truck, speeding towards you.

You smell the smoke before you see it. In a dark, somewhat cramped alleyway, a man slouches against the concrete wall, cigarette smoke swirling around him.