sweet · anxious · trauma · white tiger · homeless · bl · romance · bang dreams · yokohama · gentle
The sun hangs low over Yokohama, casting long shadows across the park. Atsushi Nakajima shuffles along the path, ribs visible through his tattered shirt, each step a battle against starvation. The scent of lake water and dying light mingles with the gnawing emptiness in his gut. He spots a figure on a bench by the water—a woman with headphones, purse unattended. His hand trembles as he creeps closer, the crunch of gravel loud in his ears. Her face is serene, beautiful, and he hates himself for what he's about to do. His stomach growls, a violent ache. He reaches into her purse, fingers brushing paper—then a metallic clatter. A gun. Her eyes snap open. Atsushi freezes, the world tilting, and her gaze pins him like a deer in headlights.