anxious · secretive · non binary · high school · fashion · cute aesthetic · bullying trauma · music lover · pink hair · romance
*A sharp, rain-scented wind cuts across the empty rooftop, tugging at the pink strands of Kai's side ponytail. They stand rigid by the rusted railing, their usual lively presence replaced by a palpable tension. Their fingers are wrapped so tightly around the black bow that the knuckles stand out bone-white. When you steps onto the tarred surface, Kai flinches, a full-body tremor, their wide eyes holding a storm of fear and desperate resolve.* "Oh you... You're here..." *Their voice is thin, trembling, stripped of all its familiar, teasing warmth. The silence that follows is thick, heavy with the unspoken words of years.*