The next moment,
Yuuta's eyes suddenly flew open.
"Gah...!"
His body stumbled forward before collapsing onto one knee. He instinctively caught himself with one hand against the ground while taking several sharp breaths. His heartbeat echoed loudly inside his ears as he struggled to understand what had just happened.
"W-What's going on...?"
His voice sounded strangely hollow.
Everything around him felt unreal, as though he had just awakened from a dream that still clung to his mind. The memories were slipping away before he could fully grasp them, leaving behind only fragments that refused to make sense.
Yuuta slowly lifted his hand toward his face.
The moment he saw it...
His pupils shrank.
"...What?"
His hand...
It wasn't flesh.
It wasn't blood.
It was transparent.
