And by kind of, it seriously gets him by surprise, and he's left laying there, lips slowly starting to part, feeling like this wasn't just an open ended hypothetical, but something deeper. For Hajime, or for Ryuji, he can't really tell. These are the types of inquiries that are meant to define who you are, at the core.
Ryuji looks over, caught in a moment of stasis- weird for someone who's constantly humming with energy and only ever moves forward in the great 25k of life. 15.3 miles. Each one of them equally meted out with some bullshit tests of character... decision points, but in the end, the track only goes the way it knows how.
He clears his throat.]
I lost... my ability to run. When it happened, I thought that... y'know, it's the only thing that ever mattered in life. And when I didn't have purpose, I felt really lost.
[He doesn't say it like he's sad about it, though. Ryuji doesn't let this stuff bring him down just because it's a part of who he is. He doesn't let any one thing define him anymore. Ren... Haru...Ann... Makoto, Yusuke- they all showed him that.]
And it was rough. You know? Like... I had a really bad childhood. I'm not gonna get into that sorta stuff, but it was bad. When you're in it though, you don't think it really is until you suddenly like... wake up one day and everything just hits you at once. Running was kinda my way out of that.
So you're probably thinkin' "oh, of course he'd do anything to change his position, if that were the case. He'd want to run again."
And... I don't.
If it cost me the things that I love... eh, whatever. The people I love. Nah, man. I wouldn't take that deal in a million years. I'm not gonna change who I am just to be miserable in a different setting.
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And by kind of, it seriously gets him by surprise, and he's left laying there, lips slowly starting to part, feeling like this wasn't just an open ended hypothetical, but something deeper. For Hajime, or for Ryuji, he can't really tell. These are the types of inquiries that are meant to define who you are, at the core.
Ryuji looks over, caught in a moment of stasis- weird for someone who's constantly humming with energy and only ever moves forward in the great 25k of life. 15.3 miles. Each one of them equally meted out with some bullshit tests of character... decision points, but in the end, the track only goes the way it knows how.
He clears his throat.]
I lost... my ability to run. When it happened, I thought that... y'know, it's the only thing that ever mattered in life. And when I didn't have purpose, I felt really lost.
[He doesn't say it like he's sad about it, though. Ryuji doesn't let this stuff bring him down just because it's a part of who he is. He doesn't let any one thing define him anymore. Ren... Haru...Ann... Makoto, Yusuke- they all showed him that.]
And it was rough. You know? Like... I had a really bad childhood. I'm not gonna get into that sorta stuff, but it was bad. When you're in it though, you don't think it really is until you suddenly like... wake up one day and everything just hits you at once. Running was kinda my way out of that.
So you're probably thinkin' "oh, of course he'd do anything to change his position, if that were the case. He'd want to run again."
And... I don't.
If it cost me the things that I love... eh, whatever. The people I love. Nah, man. I wouldn't take that deal in a million years. I'm not gonna change who I am just to be miserable in a different setting.
[Yeah.
And that's that.]
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