[Akira hates to lose, but "hate" is a strong way to put it. It's more that when he does, it lights a fire under his feet - a competitive streak to do everything within his power to try again until he wins.
Akira looks up, and his eyes are glimmering brightly.]
Yeah. Let's go again.
[His hands dart out to start rearranging the pieces; not just his own, but Dazai's too.
Akira lost, but he isn't mad. Since he arrived here, all of the good and bad things mixing together and punching him in the gut over and over... This is the most alive he's felt in days. It's the most himself he's felt in days.
He thinks he's almost happy.]
I only started to play chess so I could have matches with my previous opponent, so I still have a lot to learn.
[Chess is a nice window to another person, too. Akira is still learning Dazai, but what he can already tell is that he's almost frighteningly intelligent.]
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Akira looks up, and his eyes are glimmering brightly.]
Yeah. Let's go again.
[His hands dart out to start rearranging the pieces; not just his own, but Dazai's too.
Akira lost, but he isn't mad. Since he arrived here, all of the good and bad things mixing together and punching him in the gut over and over... This is the most alive he's felt in days. It's the most himself he's felt in days.
He thinks he's almost happy.]
I only started to play chess so I could have matches with my previous opponent, so I still have a lot to learn.
[Chess is a nice window to another person, too. Akira is still learning Dazai, but what he can already tell is that he's almost frighteningly intelligent.]