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[color=#fbb6cb]"Ugh, this is the worst..."[/color]

Asahi rested in the shelters, slowly eating the soup for breakfast while massaging a headache. He was honestly surprised the aftermath of him going all-out in Yuki's dying mind wasn't as worse as he initially thought. He was actually expecting to have blood run down his nose and all that icky stuff, but he was thankful he was lucky this time. It was the least he could do for Yuki after all.

He stared at the human-sized hole Duncan dug to bury their dead classmate, and remembered he was already starting to dig the hole before Asahi was going to connect with Yuki. All of them knew Yuki was close to dying and there's nothing they could do about it, it was just Asahi trying to be a hero and save the day. Asahi thought it was plausible despite the odds but it was clear the current state of their powers wasn't enough. He thought about apologizing to Yukiko for failing, but decided against it. Not that it would do anything good anyway.

He waited with the rest of his classmates as the others prepped Yuki for the burial and joined them as the rites were starting. Asahi developed a quick sharp pain in his head when seeing Yuki's face. He reeled and massaged his temple, then focused in on their dead classmate again.

[I]'Wait, why am I there? Why am I standing here? Why are they burying me in the ground? I'm not dead, I still have so much to live for! He-[/I] 

Another sharp pain and he had to bite his lip to stifle his groan. What the hell was happening to him? It's so bizzare to think that he was him and he was him. Wait, who even was him? What was him? Where... Why... 

He slowly knelt on the ground. For the others, it might look like he was taking the death of their classmate pretty deeply. For him, he was struggling to define who he really was. Was he Yuki, the try-harding basketball loverboy, or Asahi, the human snake with pink hair? Oh! Oh, it must be the latter, right? Yeah, yeah, it's the human snake.

Asahi took some deep shaky breaths to calm himself, the pain in his head gradually subsiding as he anchored himself into his own identity. Whew, that was fucking scary. He knew something like this might happen but to actually experience it... Just thinking about it gave him the shivers.

After the burial was done, Masato announced he needed a volunteer to go find food for everyone. Asahi considered going with them since they're probably going to end up facing a monster or ten and they needed all the help they could get to survive. That's when Oros opened their crazy mouth.

[color=#fbb6cb]"You guys have fun. I'm gonna go back and rest again. I'm sure most of you guys are gonna end up heavily wounded so I have to prepare."[/color] Asahi lazilly waved his hand at them like he was shooing them away as he got up and trudged back towards the shelters.