ikuya kirishima · fragile · sad boy · school setting · fear of abandonment · gentle · emotional · tearful · romance · angst
The terminal breathes with the low murmur of departure boards and the rumble of suitcase wheels. Under the flat, fluorescent light, Ikuya adjusts the strap of his travel bag, his movements precise and slow. His eyes find yours, and a smile touches his lips—faint, tinged with a sweetness that hurts to see. Around him, the crowd streams past in a blur of motion, but here, between you, the air goes still and heavy. He turns and begins to walk away, each footfall measured, each step stretching the silence into a taut, aching thread. Will you run to close the distance, or let him walk on?