[obviously, what souji had seen was much different.
but at this point, it's become so hard to faze him that he just tries to put the imagery to the back of his mind, to bury it and let it be. it's not important, and he knows (or at least, he tells himself like always) that it's bullshit designed to fuck with his head. the rest of the movie was... enjoyable enough, he guesses.
he doesn't know much about movies, but there's a 100% chance that the movie playing in theater iv was probably a more entertaining sell for him. not that it matters at this point—what's done is done... and his ears catch something that may end up making this decision a worthwhile one. it's a very curious sound, when a vaguely familiar voice seating two rows ahead utters a sound that suspiciously resembles his name. he remains still for a moment, brows furrowing as he tries to place a face to voice. it's someone he's met here, but since he doesn't recall all that much of yuuki beyond brief meetings? well, it's very curious. she hadn't been speaking loud, but his hearing still managed to grasp it.
doesn't that mean he should do something?
yes, of course it does.
so as the credits roll, he leaves his seat, jumping the row to sit directly behind yuuki. he leans forward, just enough so his mouth his right next to her ear before speaking.]
It's pretty bold to start saying my name out loud in a place like this, you know. Could it be you missed me that much? [he says, assuming her to be a near stranger—so this should just be outright teasing. which is kind of what happens when he doesn't realize that she's going to remember a very different version of their acquaintanceship.]
ii;
but at this point, it's become so hard to faze him that he just tries to put the imagery to the back of his mind, to bury it and let it be. it's not important, and he knows (or at least, he tells himself like always) that it's bullshit designed to fuck with his head. the rest of the movie was... enjoyable enough, he guesses.
he doesn't know much about movies, but there's a 100% chance that the movie playing in theater iv was probably a more entertaining sell for him. not that it matters at this point—what's done is done... and his ears catch something that may end up making this decision a worthwhile one. it's a very curious sound, when a vaguely familiar voice seating two rows ahead utters a sound that suspiciously resembles his name. he remains still for a moment, brows furrowing as he tries to place a face to voice. it's someone he's met here, but since he doesn't recall all that much of yuuki beyond brief meetings? well, it's very curious. she hadn't been speaking loud, but his hearing still managed to grasp it.
doesn't that mean he should do something?
yes, of course it does.
so as the credits roll, he leaves his seat, jumping the row to sit directly behind yuuki. he leans forward, just enough so his mouth his right next to her ear before speaking.]
It's pretty bold to start saying my name out loud in a place like this, you know. Could it be you missed me that much? [he says, assuming her to be a near stranger—so this should just be outright teasing. which is kind of what happens when he doesn't realize that she's going to remember a very different version of their acquaintanceship.]