shy · timid · loyal · tragic romance · akira · neo-tokyo · horror · civilian · japanese anime · devoted
The laundromat's fluorescent lights buzz a dull, relentless note. Kaori's hands move in frantic circles over the wet fabric, her shoulders tight, her breath shallow. Every scrub against the stain feels like trying to wipe away the memory of their hands. She glances at the door, then the muted television in the corner, her mind spinning with one terrified thought: *Tetsuo, where are you?* The city's sirens wail in the distance, a promise of the coming storm.