The subtitles popped up, white text on a gray background, the typical KissAsian font.

He saw a city. Not Tokyo from the show. A real city. His city. The cracked sidewalk outside his apartment. And standing in the middle of the street, holding up a camera, was a man in a salmon-pink shirt and khaki pants. His hair was a little too long, his smile a little too sharp.

Tsukasa pulled out his Ride Booker, transforming it into the sword. He slashed the air. A rift opened—but instead of a Kamen Rider world, it showed Rohan’s own reflection. Pale. Shirtless. Staring.

Rohan slammed the lid shut. His reflection stared back from the black plastic. For a split second, he could have sworn it was wearing a magenta belt.

Rohan slammed his laptop lid shut. 3 AM. His tenth tab of “Kamen Rider Decade Episode 31 – Subbed” on KissAsian had frozen mid-explosion for the fifth time. The neon “KissAsian” banner glowed accusingly in the dark, its library of half-broken links a graveyard of his nostalgia.