[ Unintentionally color-coordinated. Aoba only knew of Karamatsu at first... was embarrassed by his ways and still is... but then, over time, things changed. He grew roots into his new home, and his new home threw roots into him.
Karamatsu became a surprising force of normalcy for Aoba, a friend he sorely needed. Someone to pull him out of his comfort zones enough to explore and seek out a new niche he wasn't quite used to. Sometimes, these bonds turn out to be surprisingly effective, burrowing deep into someone until they realize that life without them is surprisingly, alarmingly too complex.
Aoba is aware of how his own life is influenced by the arrival of the Matsuno family. He knows some have wormed into his life more than others, but he thinks nothing of it. This is normal. He tends to latch onto those he forms bonds with, even if they're bad for him, even if they're just... bad news.
Oddly, though, bad news seems to react like velcro when it comes to help. It catches on, latches on, hangs on like a cold. Aoba's hand reaches out and snags the vial even before he knows it's been thrown, like it was out of instinct. ]
What is it? Some kind of medicine? What's it made of?
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Karamatsu became a surprising force of normalcy for Aoba, a friend he sorely needed. Someone to pull him out of his comfort zones enough to explore and seek out a new niche he wasn't quite used to. Sometimes, these bonds turn out to be surprisingly effective, burrowing deep into someone until they realize that life without them is surprisingly, alarmingly too complex.
Aoba is aware of how his own life is influenced by the arrival of the Matsuno family. He knows some have wormed into his life more than others, but he thinks nothing of it. This is normal. He tends to latch onto those he forms bonds with, even if they're bad for him, even if they're just... bad news.
Oddly, though, bad news seems to react like velcro when it comes to help. It catches on, latches on, hangs on like a cold. Aoba's hand reaches out and snags the vial even before he knows it's been thrown, like it was out of instinct. ]
What is it? Some kind of medicine? What's it made of?
[ He's curious. ]