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Who they are is integral to what. Maya was there as an intrepid beginning reporter for a popular teen magazine. A vehemently positive thinking woman with a determined streak wide enough to change worlds. A terrible driver (no seriously the WORST) who caught hell all the time from her harpy of a boss. Wanting to follow her dreams but having to settle for the equivalent of US Weekly to work her way up.

Who they all were. Maya, Ulala, himself, Tatsuya. At that time. He will talk about. But he doesn't talk about Who Baofu is. He knows. He admits that he knows. But it's not his business to tell Baofu's story. The rumor monger prefers to be a what. The who died a long time ago, or so the cynical older man thinks. The truth is he's the closest thing to a best friend Katsuya has. And he only sees the other once a year, if that.

But by then they're inside and Katsuya nods.

"Yes. I've been here before." Twice even! He'll slip his shoes off dutifully and take a cursory look around. It's hard to get used to the solid crystal structure after only seeing it twice.

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Suou Katsuya

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