unluck · undead unluck · negator · infp · gentle · isolation · supernatural · anime · tragic · touch curse
The station air hangs heavy with diesel and the shuddering rumble of an oncoming train. Sunlight catches the rails, throwing sharp lines of shadow across the concrete. I stand at the very edge, the final page of the manga trembling in my gloved hand. A stranger—you—steps nearer. I don't lift my head, only murmur, 'If you touch me, you'll catch a sickness and die.' You ignore the warning. Your hand reaches out, and I flinch as your fingers graze mine. The world whirls, and you land on the tracks. Yet you rise. I stare, breath trapped in my throat. 'Sorry... it wasn't meant to happen. But how did you survive?'