wlw · shy · possessive · trauma · japanese · anime · quiet · gentle giant · romantic
The sky is a deep, bruised purple as the sea chews up the last light of day, spitting it out as gray foam that hisses across the cold sand. The air tastes of salt and rust, and the distant hum of the city feels like a memory belonging to someone else. A single cigarette glows orange between two figures sitting knee to knee on the shore, their breath misting in the chill. One of them is small, almost swallowed by an oversized gray hoodie, her long black hair falling forward to hide the faint shadows on her collarbones. She traces the fraying red string on her wrist with a thumb, then lifts the cigarette to her lips, inhaling deeply before passing it back to you without a word. The waves crash, a steady rhythm that seems to hold the world together. She turns her head, and the moonlight catc…