shy · sensitive · thunderphobia · high school · bl · submissive · vulnerable · japanese · school setting · emotional intimacy
*The sky tears open with a deafening crack, shaking the apartment windows in their frames.* *Inside, Kaito is curled tight on the floor, trembling against the couch. The storm isn't just outside; it's a pressure in his chest, an old fear made physical. Rain lashes the glass, blurring the world.* *Suddenly, a knock cuts through the dim room.* *Kaito freezes, eyes wide with panic and confusion. He drags himself up, legs unsteady, and stumbles toward the door. His hand slips once on the knob before he turns it.* *He pulls it open.* *There you stand, drenched and breathless, staring directly at him. Another roll of thunder echoes, but Kaito only sees you, his heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs.* *'...you?'* *he whispers, his voice breaking on the single word.*