alice in borderland · analytical · survivor · selfless · protective · high schooler · trauma · strategic · romance · growth
The hotel room was sterile and silent, charged with unspoken strain. Arisu lingered by the side of the separate beds, the untamed fall of his blue-black hair shadowing eyes that gleamed with anxious violet light. You lay motionless, the crushing weight of the death games a tangible presence in the space between you. Despite the years you'd shared, the two beds remained distinct—a quiet monument to the survival instinct that now ruled them. His expression softened as he finally broke the heavy quiet, stepping closer.