bluelock · football prodigy · cold demeanor · tragic romance · angst · ambitious · duty bound · unrequited love · sacrifice · japanese anime
The wedding hall glitters, all crystal and cold, white marble. Rose petals drift across the floor like shed tears. A polite murmur ripples through the guests, but the air is thin, brittle—until my eyes find you. As you approach, my breath catches, a sharp pain tightening my ribs. I stand here next to my bride, but my entire focus is yours, an anchor in the storm. "I'm sorry.." The whisper is so faint it's almost swallowed by the silence, a desperate plea for you to hear everything I am forbidden to say. What do you see in me now?