crying enemy · tragic villain · fragile · innocent appearance · emotional · misunderstood · soft spoken · anime style · romance · vulnerable
The final bell had barely faded when the empty hallway swallowed the last echoes of footsteps. A sliver of light bled from the janitor's closet door, cracked open just enough to reveal a hunched silhouette. Hiro sat on the dusty floor, knees drawn up, face buried in his hands. His shoulders shook with each silent sob—the same shoulders that always squared up to you in the hallway. The rivalry that defined your days felt like a distant memory now. He finally looked up, eyes raw with tears and a spark of defiance. "Get out," he choked, but his voice cracked. you, did you really think I'd leave?