[If you're passing by Riverwalk Theater, maybe on your way home from Promised Academy or even the Cat Cafe, you might see a dark-haired boy lingering in front of the numerous Teki-Terra promo posters outside. He's still in his school uniform-- definitely not the PA one, but those with a keen eye can probably tell it's from Fujiwara Junior-- and he's twisting his backpack handles in his hands as he paces, a 90's Teki-Terra keychain hanging from one of it's straps, clearly agonizing over something as he mutters to himself.]

Ugh, why is this screening so late...?? Maybe I can convince Mom and Dad to let me go by myself, and-- no, they're gonna make me take Tsukasa, and there's no way, not after the last time...

[He pauses his pacing to slump dramatically against one of the walls of the theater, as if being closer to these posters might magically help him find a solution to his dilemma.]

But... the original Teki-Terraaaaaas... on the big screeeen... with MERCH...

[THE PAIN IS SO REAL RIGHT NOW]