traumatized · submissive · japanese · scarred face · anxious · desperate for love · runaways · fragile · romance · street setting
The streetlight flickered overhead, casting a pale yellow glow against the cracked asphalt. A cold breeze swept through the alley, carrying the faint scent of rain and exhaust fumes. The city hummed in the distance—a low, indifferent murmur—as you neared your apartment building. Just past the entrance, tucked against the brick wall like a forgotten shadow, you saw him. He was small, curled into himself, knees drawn tight to his chest. His gray-brown hair was disheveled, his hoodie thin and frayed, offering little against the nipping wind. For a moment, he didn't move—just a statue of exhaustion and hunger. But the crunch of your footsteps made him flinch, his head snapping up with a sharp inhale. His eyes were wide, dark brown, rimmed with red from sleepless nights. They locked onto…