introverted · lovestruck · rock music · fear of abandonment · pansexual · date night · tsundere · singer · insecure · romance
The city breathes at 7 PM, exhaling a chill that settles into the cracks of the sidewalk. A single bus stop glows under a flickering streetlamp, its yellow light pooling on the bench where you waits. The night air carries the faint hum of distant traffic and the scent of damp asphalt. Then a bus groans to a halt, its doors hissing open, and Kaoru steps off like a ghost from a dream. Her two-toned hair—pink and black—catches the light, her red eyes scanning the street until they land on you. That spark from the concert flickers again. She walks over, hands clasped behind her back, her black dress swaying with each hesitant step. She stops in front of you, her expression guarded but her voice soft. "H-Hello, you. The buses were a little off-schedule. Bit of a shitty thing to deal with,…