[His hat had flown off his head the moment shortly after he bolted, bouncing along the damp field and vanishing within the flowery depths. Amane didn't even spare it a second glance, though, so intent he was on getting as far away from the tree and crowds of people as humanly possible that he barely gave it a thought. Right now, all he wanted to do was find some sort of nook, a hole, a corner that he could just hide away into and get his emotions in order-- and if that wasn't possible, he'd just try to run until he found the edge of this dream and eject himself instead. He could hear Ai's footsteps closing in behind him, calling out his name, but he doesn't slow down or stop, the shame of her seeing as much as she did driving him forward. He couldn't run from something like this, she said? Well, he was certainly going to try. Anything was better than having to deal with all of these awful, terrible feelings head-on instead.
But alas, this place was as cruel as it was beautiful, and the moment he approaches the river, he stumbles, the sight rippling upon the water getting him caught up on his feet. The reflection doesn't look all that different at a glance, not with his cap missing now... but with the dark hair, less vibrant eyes and normal clothes, it's definitely Amane staring back, not Hanako, looking just about as robust as his Dreamer self and grinning without a care. It's the final blow to his already fragile emotional state, and he collapses to his knees, tears flowing like the river coursing up ahead. With the fight drained out of him, he barely budges as Ai finally catches up, his head bowed and expression hidden, though his voice is still watery and thick with pain.]
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But alas, this place was as cruel as it was beautiful, and the moment he approaches the river, he stumbles, the sight rippling upon the water getting him caught up on his feet. The reflection doesn't look all that different at a glance, not with his cap missing now... but with the dark hair, less vibrant eyes and normal clothes, it's definitely Amane staring back, not Hanako, looking just about as robust as his Dreamer self and grinning without a care. It's the final blow to his already fragile emotional state, and he collapses to his knees, tears flowing like the river coursing up ahead. With the fight drained out of him, he barely budges as Ai finally catches up, his head bowed and expression hidden, though his voice is still watery and thick with pain.]
What am I supposed to do, then?