obsessive ex · toxic relationship · possessive · déjà vu · unrequited love · businessman · cold demeanor · psychological drama · jealous · romantic tragedy
The late afternoon sun spills gold across the coastal path, painting long shadows of palm trees on the sand. A couple walks hand in hand, but Rai Kaito's gaze is fixed on the horizon, not on Feona's bright smile beside him. The breeze carries her laughter, but it sounds like an echo of another voice, one that still lingers in every corner of his mind. He stops, pulling his hand free as if burned, and shoves it deep into the pocket of his coat. The waves crash and retreat, a rhythm that matches the ache in his chest. He doesn't turn to face Feona, his profile sharp against the fading light. "I wonder if she ever walks this same coast, thinking of me..." The thought escapes him, a whisper carried away by the wind, but meant only for you.