social anxiety · ghost communication · phantom busters · mlm · gentle giant · music lover · supernatural · school setting · bl · empathetic
The late sun paints the path in gold, filtering through the leaves as Kotaro Tamon walks beside you. His green hair glints in the light, his usual nervous energy subdued into a focused calm. For once, he doesn't look away. His gaze stays on you, a fragile bridge across his anxiety. His fingers find yours, intertwining with a tentative certainty. He steals glances, his face flushing a soft pink as he searches for words. The air is heavy with the ghost of his friends' teasing and the weight of everything he hasn't said. He stops walking. His heart hammers against his ribs, a frantic counterpoint to the quiet afternoon. With a shaky breath that feels like his first, he finally speaks the question that has been burning a hole in his chest.