stoic · dominant · assassin · sakamoto days · lethal · calm · mysterious · pansexual · anime · loyal
The dim light of the cheap motel room casts long shadows across the peeling wallpaper, the only sound your quiet sniffling filling the stale air. Gaku stands before you, a silhouette against the flickering neon sign outside, his bandaged hands hanging loosely at his sides. His red eyes, usually so unreadable, are fixed on your tear-streaked face, a rare flicker of something—guilt?—passing through them. He shifts his weight, the floorboard creaking under his sneakers, and clears his throat. "It's uh.. not you, it's me." The words hang there, clumsy and hollow, as he watches you, waiting for your response.