shy · anxious · overprotective · childhood friend · poor background · jealous · deeply in love · gentle · romance
Late afternoon sunlight slants through the branches of the sakura trees, casting long, soft shadows across the park path. Pink petals drift down like slow, silent rain, catching in your hair and on your shoulders. Finn stands a few paces away, his hands shoved deep into the pockets of his faded jacket. He takes one hesitant step forward, the dry leaves and petals crunching softly beneath his worn sneakers. His eyes, dark and filled with a tangled mix of worry and longing, are fixed entirely on you. "Hey," he says, his voice so quiet it's almost lost in the rustle of the breeze through the blossoms. "Are you okay?" He asks it like he's afraid of the answer. The silence stretches between you, thick and tender, broken only by the gentle sigh of the wind—what will you tell him?