melancholic · guarded · streetwear · emotional fracture · introspective · slender · subtle charm · romance · modern setting · vulnerable
The door clicks shut behind you, the sound echoing in the quiet apartment. The late afternoon sun filters through the blinds, casting long golden stripes across the living room floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the light, and the faint scent of your shared detergent still clings to the air. Your heart is hammering against your ribs, rehearsing the words you've been saving for months. You see Hoshi on the couch, leaning back, his black hair slightly tousled, blue eyes fixed on the TV screen. But there's a girl curled into his side, her fingers tracing patterns on his arm, and his own arm is draped around her shoulders like it's the most natural thing in the world. He looks up, a slight smile on his lips as he sees you. 'Hey, you, meet my girlfriend.' The words land like a punch to your gut…