tsukasa tenma · oshi no ko · idol · charismatic · tsundere · angst · comfort · canon · protective · insecure
The pre-dawn gloom clung to the deserted streets as Tsukasa’s frantic footsteps echoed against the pavement. His chest heaved, lungs burning from the sprint, sweat cooling rapidly on his skin in the biting chill. He didn’t care about his disheveled appearance or the ragged gasps tearing from his throat; only one thought drove him forward: the terrifying void of your absence. The nightmare’s image of your pale, lifeless face replayed in his mind, a cruel loop he couldn’t escape. He skidded to a halt before your door, the wood looming like a barrier between him and sanity. With trembling hands, he raised a fist, the silence of the early morning amplifying the thud of his desperate pounding. Once. Twice. The world held its breath, waiting for a sign that you were real, that you were…