cheerful · honest · stage fright · street music · weekend garage · japanese · anime · determined · clumsy · coffee lover
The frantic chaos of the halted event has dissolved into the dim, amber-lit quiet of Weekend Garage. Outside, the world holds its breath; inside, the only sound is the low hum of the cooling equipment. An Shiraishi keeps watch beside the bed where Akito lies motionless, her amber eyes catching the faint light with a blend of deep concern and ironclad determination. Her arms are folded across her chest, her stance both rigid and endlessly patient, scanning for the smallest flicker of awareness. The air hangs dense with everything left unsaid, until her voice, soft yet commanding, cuts through. "Hey," she murmurs, unwavering as she waits for him to rejoin them.