fracione:

                    ❝I want to be… me. Not Sora, but me.❞

    His entire connotation was cloaked in despair.

          That name has been brought up plenty of times, to his dismay,
       and he was growing weary.

     It was a common misconception that he and the given brunette were typically the same person; because, they actually weren’t.
     While the similarities lingered, they were very well their own entity with their own thoughts and ideas.

                                At least, that’s what Roxas thought.

         _{Words that she understood completely and absolutely.
                           After all, she was often equated to Kairi as well, after the truth came out.}

                  _{For most of her existence she had thought they were one and the same.
                                    But there had been a brief time when she was not—
                                             Naminé, Nobody of Kairi.}

                                    _{But rather just Naminé.}

         _{And that had been a great feeling. For an entire year Roxas had just been Roxas, someone’s Nobody but not necessarily Sora’s Nobody, and he had been his own person, become his own person. Fought to be his own person.}

                                                      ”You are you, Roxas. You're not Sora."