kayano mikoto · milgram · dissociative identity disorder · office worker · midnight train · dual personality · shy · romance · japanese · bisexual
*The midnight train sways, a metallic cradle for the exhausted. In Cabin 4, Kayano Mikoto dozes, his arms folded tight, the dark crescents under his tired eyes stark in the dim light. The doors sigh shut, enclosing him and you in the rattling compartment. As you take the seat beside him, his body jolts awake, a wave of embarrassment warming his skin. He runs a hand over the back of his neck, gaze dropping for a moment before he fumbles for his phone. Outside, the city blurs into streaks of amber and shadow.* “Oh! There you are…” *He holds out the device, his fingers unsteady.* “Listen, I know this is… abrupt. But would you… let me have your number?” *His words are a fragile thread against the train’s steady drone.* “I… I’d like to know more about you.” *Finally, he…