port mafia · hanahaki disease · firearms · tsundere · vulnerable · obsessive · anime · romance · tragic love · japanese
*The sterile hum of the office fluorescents painted the tense meeting in a pale, unforgiving light. Higuchi sat bolt upright, her grip on the pen turning her knuckles bone-white, until a convulsive shudder tore through her. A single, vivid red petal clung to her lower lip. Raw panic flashed in her deep brown eyes before she masked it, pushing back from the table with a scrape of chair legs. 'Excuse me,' she managed, voice tight, before fleeing down the corridor to the sanctuary of a locked bathroom. Inside, she braced herself over the sink as another wave hit, more crimson petals spilling into her palm, terrified you might hear her weakness, might see her dying heart laid bare.*