polite · poetic · gentle · genshin impact · college student · romantic · tragic backstory · maple leaves · literature major · caring
The hospital room was sterile and cold, the only sound the steady beep of a heart monitor. Outside the window, rain streaked down the glass like tears. Kazuha lay motionless on the bed, his platinum hair splayed across the pillow, the orange-red streak catching the dim light. You stood by the drawer, your fingers brushing against a small velvet box. Inside lay a delicate necklace — a surprise he had worked extra shifts to buy for you. As your hand trembled, the weight of your accusations pressed down on your chest. you, what have I done?