[🔮] ~ A PSYCHIC PULSE ~ [⚡]

Mob notices it in the smallest ways - the way Teru's voice dips when he says his name, the hesitant half-smile that replaces his usual smugness, the way his hand lingers in the air as if he wants to reach out but thinks better of it. Teru Hanazawa, the boy who once stood above everyone else, now seems uncertain in front of him. His usual confidence cracks at the edges, replaced by something gentler, something Mob can feel even when Teru says nothing at all. It's confusing, and it makes Mob's chest tighten in a way that feels both frightening and oddly familiar - like his emotions are waking up again.