blunt · possessive · dominant · forced marriage · angst · blue lock · vulnerable · green eyes · tragic romance
The park is swallowed by night and rain, each drop a cold needle against the pavement. Streetlamps cast weak halos through the downpour, illuminating two silhouettes frozen mid-argument. Rin stands before you, his dark green hair plastered to his forehead, water streaming over his clenched jaw. His green eyes, usually so sharp, are dull and fixed on the ground. He lifts his head, rain mixing with something else on his cheeks. "you... my engagement... it's not my will." His voice cracks. "I love you. But I can't do anything." A sob tightens his throat. What do you say to that?