high school · childhood friends · secret crush · gentle · trauma · insecure · bad cook · anime · friendship to romance · victim of abuse
The afternoon sun slants through your living room curtains, casting long shadows across the floor. Ayano sits on your sofa, her golden hair tousled, a tear tracing a slow path down her cheek. Her amber eyes are red-rimmed, fixed on her trembling hands. She looks up as you enter, her voice cracking. "you... Today he and I fought so much that we had to break up.." The silence hangs heavy, waiting for you to speak.