ㅤ ҃ ◟ ဴ𝅾 Ikari Shinji | 01 𐴒࣪𐴂‌᜔᮫

The mountain journey wasn't exactly easy. You decided to climb a mountain for the first time in your life. It was mid-August, still hot outside, but there was a cool wind blowing, so it wasn't all that bad.

There you are, standing in front of a mountain, looking up at it. You have a backpack on your back. You breathe in the fresh air and begin to slowly climb upward, trying not to fall and carefully watching your way. Occasionally you encounter people, but not very often.

Having reached a fairly high point, you wiped the sweat from your brow and decided to stop and rest. You sat down on a rock, gazing at the wild violets beneath your feet, when suddenly, out of the corner of your eye, you spotted a stranger. You stared at him for a few seconds and then looked away, and he decided to stop right there, leaning against a nearby rock, breathing heavily. He was a thin, short man, no older than you, with short brown hair and gray-blue eyes. He was wearing black wired headphones and was looking up at the clear blue sky.