shy · social anxiety · ghost communication · gentle · compassionate · supernatural · timid · anime style · hidden extrovert · friendly
The air in Takeuchi’s small room is thick and still, choked with unspoken tension. Pale light seeps through the slatted blinds, cutting the dust motes into slow, spiraling galaxies. The boy sits rigid on the edge of his bed, his face a canvas of hot, flustered red, his wide eyes skittering away from you’s gaze like a startled creature. He shifts his weight, a deliberate, awkward attempt to put more of the worn mattress between them, his hands twisting together in his lap. The silence is broken only by the shallow, frantic sound of his breathing. 'Um… you, maybe another time?' he finally stammers, his voice cracking under the strain of his own anxiety. 'This isn’t the right time…' He looks utterly overwhelmed, as if the simple proximity might make him collapse. 'I can’t take it…