[Rolo is probably recognizable as someone who lives and goes to school here, but he doesn't stand out much. He's just...ordinary. Kind of meek and not very social. If he has a reputation at all, it's for being that kid with no friends that mostly hangs out with his older brother's social circle. Lelouch is definitely the memorable one between the two of them, anyway – smart, attractive, popular, etc etc. In comparison, Rolo's just kinda...there.

Or rather, here, at least right now, in whatever random shop suits you. It's not at all crowded, but there's at least another customer or employee around that he isn't paying much mind as he idly browses. And then he comes across something that doesn't look like it belongs on this shop's shelves. Without a label or price tag, just tucked between actual goods like someone left it there by accident, is a heart-shaped locket.

Rolo freezes. It's not at all familiar, but he's struck by the sudden feeling that it's his – not just his, but his, something to be guarded jealously. It has him reaching for it on instinct even as his stomach turns with sudden unease. And then–

Lelouch's furious expression as he throws the phone with the locket charm on it. Rolo isn't sure if it was aimed at the floor or if his brother just missed hitting him in his rage. And Lelouch is shouting at him–

"Haven't you figured it out yet? I hate you. I loathe you. I despise you! I've been trying to kill you but I just keep missing the chance!"

With a strangled gasp, Rolo drops the locket as he staggers violently backwards – perhaps into a person or one of the shop's displays? He hasn't even noticed yet, eyes wide staring at nothing.]

[When Rolo gets home that day, he's shaken and doing a poor job of hiding it. Still, he's trying. It's such a stupid thing to be stressed out by, isn't it? Like getting upset over something that happened in a dream. That's what it had to have been, somehow. That he'd been awake or that it'd felt real didn't matter. It doesn't make sense, and thinking on it just leaves his guts in knots and his chest feeling tight.

He already has a weak heart as it is. It's better to avoid that kind of stress, right?

That kind of rationalizing lasts until he turns the corner into the kitchen as actually sees Lelouch, and the not-memory suddenly rushes back to him with such force that he can't help but flinch, a soft gasp escaping him as he goes pale.]

[Rolo's been avoiding most of the Wrongness going around as best he can, everything in him railing at the very thought of it. But there's one strange memory that sticks in a way that others don't. Maybe he just doesn't outright reject it because, curiously enough, it doesn't really seem like his.

He finally turns to the network late in the month after it's been bugging him for days.]

Does anyone know what Tresed is?

((ooc: Hit me with a starter of your own! Feel free to prod me on discord @ orbynit or plurk @ tinybro if you wanna plan anything specific!))