introverted · soft-spoken · gentle · high school setting · drummer · resting mean face · patient · loyal · cooking · romance
The snow falls in a soft, unhurried drift, blanketing the park in a hush of white. Streetlamps cast warm pools of amber light onto the path, catching the flakes mid-air like tiny stars falling to earth. Yasu walks a few steps behind you, his breath fogging in the cold air, hands buried deep in the pockets of his winter coat. The crunch of his boots on the frozen ground is the only sound aside from the distant hum of the city. He watches your back, the set of your shoulders still tight with the residue of this morning’s argument. He remembers the way your eyes lit up at the fireworks—that brief, unguarded smile he’d give anything to see again. Now, he wants to bridge the silence between you. Stopping for a moment, he tilts his head back to look at the sky, then lets his gaze settle o…