[h2]Mako Moritomi//Game Over Arcade[/h2]
[h3]Monday, July 6, 2015[/h3]

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Mako's face was the picture of focus as he stared at the screen in front of him, skillfully manipulating his onscreen avatar to savage his opponent, the complete rout he was delivering the only indication of the turmoil lurking behind his emotionless facade. He grimaced to himself as he finished off his opponent in Persona 4: Ultimax Ultra Suplex Hold, thinking that he should get some coffee and food soon, because that monologue sounded crazy, even to himself. He rotated his wrist, sighing to himself, before preparing for his next fight in the game, trying to ignore the impending situation that awaited him.

For what must have been the thousandth time since he got here and sent his text, he thought of Sato, trying and failing to ignore the flutter in his gut at the thought of the upperclassman. Although, wasn't that the point of this meeting? To stop ignoring it? He tried to concentrate on the game in front of him, but the dam had already burst, and there was no use trying to cram the feelings back in. He pulled away from the arcade cabinet as his virtual self of the hour was finished off, and jammed his hands into his pockets.

[color=0076a3][i]I really hope this works,[/i][/color] he thought to himself. [color=0076a3][i]It's gonna suck if I did all of this pining for nothing.[/i][/color]

The facts were these: Mako liked Sato. Not just as a friend, or a mentor, or senpai, but romantically. The times he spent with Sato... they made him happy. Happier than when he spent time with literally anyone else. And he really liked being happy. So, in the interest of not turning his life into a bad romantic manga or anime, here he was, having sent an invitation to Sato to come hang out, waiting to tell him how he felt, and hope to whatever entities dwelled in heaven that his senpai felt the same. He certainly seemed to- his speech to Mako during his first foray into the Mirror World at least implied that he cared significantly for him. But did "significantly" mean "romantically?"

[color=0076a3][i]Well, if I never ask, I'll never know.[/i][/color] It was... nerve-wracking, sure. But he had to do it, or else resign himself to months and months of "Will I? Won't I?" bullshit shenanigans. All he had to do now... was wait.

[color=0076a3][i]...I really hope this works out.[/i][/color]