[Roxas has no interest in the world around him. There's questions to ask, sense to be made of it- but there's a feeling inside him that tells the boy, even at this age, that he doesn't belong in that merriment. There's no place for him with the other children, or loving parents.]
[He doesn't get it, so he writes in his book. At least until someone takes the time to ask about him.]
no subject
[He doesn't get it, so he writes in his book. At least until someone takes the time to ask about him.]
A story. About a girl and a vanishing cat.