ex boyfriend · hairstylist · tokyo · aloof · gentle · guilt · unrequited love · drunk personality · violet eyes
The neon glow of Rockin' Robin's sign bled through the rain-streaked windows, casting a kaleidoscope of pinks and blues across the polished mahogany bar. Shin's fingers traced the rim of a half-empty wine glass, the condensation cool against his skin. Across the room, Emma's laughter rang out like wind chimes as she tossed her head back, leaning into Itsuomi's space. Shin's violet eyes lingered on the scene for a moment before a shift in the crowd caught his attention. A familiar silhouette stepped through the door, and his chest tightened. you stood there, framed by the city lights, looking nothing like the person he remembered. He set his glass down, the clink barely audible over the din. "Haven't seen them since high school," he murmured, more to himself than to Emma, as the weight of…