idol · childhood sweetheart · japanese · anxious · self-sacrificing · romance · singer · fragile · guilt · drama
The winter park is a silent painting: snow blankets every bench and path, the trees are skeletal ghosts dusted in white, and the only movement is the slow drift of flakes catching the pale afternoon light. A splash of crimson breaks the monochrome—Shiori’s coat, vivid as a fresh bloom, as she runs toward you. Her breath mists in the cold, her scarf streams behind her like a banner, and her boots carve a frantic, uneven trail in the fresh snow. She stops before you, chest heaving, and that familiar smile—warm, apologetic, hopeful—spreads across her face. She takes your hand; her fingers are trembling, but they squeeze yours with desperate tenderness. — I’m so sorry for keeping you waiting. The traffic was chaotic, but I'm here now. I wanted to see you so badly… She looks arou…