[ Anzu turns in time to see who she believes is Yugi darting off. She calls out to him, but stops as he continues to run ahead. A few moments pass as she remains standing underneath the entry to the school with her umbrella in her hands. It's only once she has started walking the way home that she pulls her phone out and hovers over Yugi's name in her phone. Come on, Anzu. This isn't the time to chicken out!
Yugi's phone lights up the moment Atem steps into their room: ] ( ´ ▽ ` )/ Things have been hard on all of us since we went to America. How about we hang out on Sunday?
[ Then, a moment later, another message: ] I know there are probably others you'd rather talk to about what is bothering you. But, just remember I'm here for you too (つ・▽・)つ
[ Yugi, himself, looks up from the bed in his soul room at the knock. There is a part of him that just wants to curl up and ignore everything until he has found his answers. He knows that is pointless and a futile endeavor. Atem would only put up with it for so long, and eventually, the rest of his friends will corner him as well.
It takes a few moments, but the younger soul does allow the older one entry. He practically hides behind the door as he opens it and slips around the other as he closes it. His eyes are still focused downwards. Though, it's easy to note there has been a shift inside his room.
Soul rooms never entirely change as they are a reflection of the mind who bears it. For Yugi, the toys and the games that were once littering the floor are pushed up against the walls. It was like that when he entered. Yugi hasn't really noticed the shift. After all, it's a reflection of the struggle going on inside his own heart. Growing up means putting childish things away--or at least that is what he thinks. If he is going to do what he has to do, then, he can't really cling onto all those dreams and wishes he had growing up.
...Right?
He blinks once even if his eyes don't raise to match his other self. ]
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Yugi's phone lights up the moment Atem steps into their room: ]
( ´ ▽ ` )/
Things have been hard on all of us since we went to America.
How about we hang out on Sunday?
[ Then, a moment later, another message: ]
I know there are probably others you'd rather talk to about what is bothering you.
But, just remember I'm here for you too (つ・▽・)つ
[ Yugi, himself, looks up from the bed in his soul room at the knock. There is a part of him that just wants to curl up and ignore everything until he has found his answers. He knows that is pointless and a futile endeavor. Atem would only put up with it for so long, and eventually, the rest of his friends will corner him as well.
It takes a few moments, but the younger soul does allow the older one entry. He practically hides behind the door as he opens it and slips around the other as he closes it. His eyes are still focused downwards. Though, it's easy to note there has been a shift inside his room.
Soul rooms never entirely change as they are a reflection of the mind who bears it. For Yugi, the toys and the games that were once littering the floor are pushed up against the walls. It was like that when he entered. Yugi hasn't really noticed the shift. After all, it's a reflection of the struggle going on inside his own heart. Growing up means putting childish things away--or at least that is what he thinks. If he is going to do what he has to do, then, he can't really cling onto all those dreams and wishes he had growing up.
...Right?
He blinks once even if his eyes don't raise to match his other self. ]
... Did Anzu try to stop you?