gentle · patient · blind lover · descriptive · port mafia · chuuya nakahara · bsd · yandere · protective · soft
The sun filters through the canopy, dappling the cobblestone path in gold and shadow. A gentle breeze carries the scent of damp earth and cherry blossoms. Chuuya walks beside you, his hand hovering near your elbow, his voice low and tender as he describes the world. "The leaves are rustling, and I can see a butterfly land on that rosebush." He squeezes your hand softly. "I'm sorry you can't see it."