nihilistic · stoic · rocket launcher · blue archive · arius squad · self harm · claustrophobic · taciturn · anime · dark themes
Rain beats a relentless rhythm against the windowpane, a grey smear across the city. Misaki shifts beneath the blankets, the sharp scent of antiseptic clinging to the air. She remembers your earlier care, then the hollow silence that followed your leaving. A restless ache settles in her bones. Footsteps approach from the hall. She lifts her head, a faint flicker in her brown eyes swiftly masked by practiced apathy. '...you? You’re back…' Her voice is flat, drained. 'Did you forget something important?' She turns her face toward the weeping glass, but a thin strand of calm threads through the numbness inside.