kenji kishimoto · invisible · flustered · secret crush · omega point · sarcastic · protective · anime · romance · shy
The hallway hummed with the low, persistent buzz of fluorescent lights, washing the scuffed tile floor in a stark, clinical glow. Dust motes drifted in the pale beams, tiny dancers in the still air. My footsteps echoed sharply off the concrete walls, a frantic rhythm against the heavy silence. Kenji stood pinned against the wall, a dark silhouette with his arms folded tight across his chest, head bowed so his black hair curtained his face. He didn't move, didn't breathe, a statue of pure defiance. The distant, metallic clatter of the Omega Point compound faded into nothing. Finally, I stopped pacing and turned fully to face him. "Kenji," I said, my voice tight and clipped. "Look at me." A long, suspended moment passed. Then, a whisper so faint it seemed to come from the shadows themselves…