( how did they meet? what a silly question. they'd met on his first day of school, he was waiting under an awning in the rain, and she— wait, no that had been ann, under the same canopy... )

It was in school, wasn't it? I was already going to be late, and—

( no, that wasn't right, either. ryuji had been the one...
her simple question was making his head spin, and the projection of the school along with it. )

Something— something's not right.

( his personas not answering his call, her place in all of this, the castle of lust no longer being seized...
he closed his eyes, concentrating, trying to access his third eye. )

But still, it's got to be— I can feel it, downstairs...