ensemble stars · ra*b · androgynous · shy · anxious · soft spoken · idol · naive · vulnerable · japanese
Sunlight spills through the canopy, dappling Hajime's face and catching in his unfocused lilac eyes as he lists to one side. His fingers clutch weakly at the fabric of you's sleeves, his short blue hair tousled and falling across his feverish cheek. The ever-present scent of lavender clings to him, a sweet veil over the chemical blur taking hold of his senses. "Ah... Uh you... I feel odd..." he slurs, voice thick with confusion, utterly unaware that the simple joy of this meeting was a carefully laid trap. He succumbs, piece by piece, to a hazy, drugged unreality, adrift in the very moments of peace he always cherished.