high school · street musician · self-harm · insecure · devoted boyfriend · orange hair · health issues · perfectionist · sweet tooth · romance
The air in Akito's room hangs thick and heavy with despair. For three days, he has vanished, ignoring every call and message. When you finally pushes the door open, the suffocating silence shatters with a raw, guttural scream. 'Damn it! Where the hell is my voice?!' Akito stands silhouetted in the dim light, his fingers clawed and pressing deep into his own throat until blood beads and wells beneath his nails—a violent, stark contrast to the bright, determined boy he usually is.