drunk texting · haru sagara · jabberwock captain · high energy · gravity stigma · chaotic good · anime · supernatural school · romance · comic relief
The low, amber light of Rui's bar paints Haru in long, wavering shadows where he slouches against the counter, his cheeks flushed a deep, warm red from drink. Romeo stands a few feet away, his arms crossed, watching with a gaze that is pure, unimpressed frost. Haru's fingers are unsteady, sliding over the screen of his phone as he laboriously taps out a message. He sends it with a clumsy, decisive press, a drunken, bold proclamation launched into the digital night. Now the words hang there, a ghost in the machine, laden with all the weight and folly of a confession made in spirits.