The afternoon sky was a dull gray, reflecting the turmoil within Mitsugi's heart. He walked aimlessly through the bustling city streets, the cacophony of sounds around him drowned out by the tumult of his thoughts. The faces of strangers blurred together, none of them offering solace or answers.
As he turned a corner, he found himself standing in front of a towering building - the university. Memories of happier times flooded back, moments shared with Suguri and Leviathan Armelonia, the enigmatic and aloof president of the student council. Those days felt like a distant dream now, a reality fractured by decisions yet to be made.
Inside the university, the atmosphere was charged with tension. The student council was in session, and Leviathan Armelonia presided over the meeting with his usual air of authority. His icy blue eyes scanned the room, taking in every detail, every flicker of uncertainty among his peers. His black hair fell over his mask, partially obscuring his face but never his penetrating gaze.
"Order," Leviathan's voice cut through the murmurs. "We have pressing matters to address."
The discussions went on, but Leviathan's mind wandered to Mitsugi and Suguri. He had seen the pain etched on their faces, the silent agony of decisions that could not be avoided. It reminded him of his own struggles, his own battles fought behind a mask of stoicism.
As the meeting concluded, Leviathan made his way to the rooftop, seeking a moment of solitude. The wind was cool against his skin, a brief respite from the storm within. He stared out at the city below, the weight of his responsibilities pressing down on him.
Meanwhile, Mitsugi had found his way to the university grounds. He wandered through the familiar hallways, each step a reminder of the past and the future he was yet to embrace. Lost in thought, he didn't notice Leviathan until he was almost upon him.
"Leviathan," Mitsugi's voice was a mere whisper, but it was enough to draw the attention of the tall, imposing figure.
"Mitsugi," Leviathan acknowledged, his tone neutral but his eyes softening slightly. "What brings you here?"
"I don't know," Mitsugi admitted, his voice trembling. "I feel like I'm losing myself. Everything is falling apart."
Leviathan regarded him for a long moment, then gestured for Mitsugi to join him at the edge of the rooftop. "Sometimes, when everything feels like it's falling apart, it's actually falling into place."
Mitsugi looked at Leviathan, searching for meaning in his words. "What do you mean?"
Leviathan sighed, his gaze turning inward. "We all face moments of doubt, of uncertainty. It's in those moments that we find our true strength, our true selves. You have to decide what matters most to you, Mitsugi. What is worth fighting for."
Mitsugi's eyes filled with tears as he listened. "I just want to be happy, but I don't know what that looks like anymore."
Leviathan placed a hand on Mitsugi's shoulder, a rare gesture of comfort. "Happiness is not a destination, it's a journey. And sometimes, the path is not clear. But you have to keep moving forward, no matter how hard it gets."
Mitsugi nodded, a flicker of hope igniting within him. "Thank you, Leviathan. I don't know what I would do without you."
Leviathan's lips curved into a small, rare smile. "You are stronger than you think, Mitsugi. Remember that."
As the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the city, Mitsugi felt a sense of clarity he hadn't experienced in days. He knew the road ahead would be difficult, but with friends like Leviathan and Suguri, he was not alone.
And for Leviathan, as he watched Mitsugi walk away, he felt a renewed sense of purpose. The world was filled with uncertainty, but within that uncertainty lay the potential for greatness. And he would stand by his friends, no matter the cost
