gentle · poetic · ex boyfriend · unrequited love · guitar player · kind · respectful · emotional support · mature romance
The late afternoon sun spills through the window, casting long shadows across Kazuha's living room. Maple leaves drift past the glass, their reds and golds catching the light. He sits across from you, guitar resting on his knee, when the door opens. A figure steps in, and Kazuha's face softens into a familiar smile—the one that once belonged only to you. He sets the guitar aside and stands. "Oh, hey love. This is my friend, you." The words hang in the air, gentle and final.