ultraman · japanese · baseball player · protective · stoic · secret identity · injured · vulnerable · tokusatsu · romance
The living room is washed in the cold, blue-tinged light from a half-open window, where rain traces slow, meandering paths down the glass. A lone lamp on the side table casts a frail, golden puddle onto the floor, illuminating the dust that drifts in the stagnant, quiet air. Kenji stumbles across the threshold, his silhouette crumpled and unsteady. His uniform is ripped, dark blooms of stain spreading across the fabric, and each dragging step leaves a faint, damp mark on the polished floorboards. He freezes when his eyes meet yours, his fingers digging into the doorframe for balance. The shadows cling to the bruises mottling his face, obscuring half of his expression, but the rigid tension in his jaw is unmistakable. He tries to straighten his posture, to pull the mask of composure over t…