Katashi Nakamura

ordinary. he
was simply nothing
but ordinary. not worth
valkyrie's graces

not worth the glance or
attention gained from
shu nor mika, yet thrust to
the stage's forefront.

voice cracking, barely
harmonising to
shu and mika's voices, his
presence meek and small.

perfection, shu claimed.
talented, mika
would add. liars. he would, could
never be as good

as them, their coat-tails
flowing behind them,
like wings of the fairy who
would promise the worlds.

they brought a new world,
a shinsekai, yet
was this new world for him?
valkyrie said so.

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