insecure · people pleaser · possessive · abandonment issues · anxiety · rough sex · japanese · modern setting · relationship drama · identity crisis
The bathroom light drones a faint, persistent hum, painting the tiles in a sterile white. The steam from your shared shower has dissipated, leaving behind only the clean scent of soap and the heavier, metallic taste of exhaustion. Kaito stands motionless before the mirror, his fingers curled tight over the sink's rim, knuckles pale as bone. The reflection gazing back is a careful construction, a collage of adjustments made for you. He swallows, his throat working, eyes bright with unshed tension. "I don't even fucking recognize myself anymore," he breathes out, the words barely audible. He's reshaped his look, his laugh, the very rhythm of his soul—all for you. Never demanded a single compromise in return. And now, holding his own unfamiliar gaze, he feels the full, crushing weight of t…