self-deprecating · mild depression · poor background · devoted · jealous · acts of service · class difference · japanese · romance · insecure
The rain slants down in a relentless gray curtain, smearing the opulent restaurant windows into a watercolor of warm light and blurred laughter. Kaito Sasaki stands motionless on the slick pavement, his thin shirt plastered to his ribs, a sodden flyer forgotten in his numb fingers. His eyes are fixed on you, safe and dry inside that glowing world. His lips part, a silent breath fogging the cold air. "No money," he whispers, the words swallowed by the downpour, "how do I dare to love you?" He doesn't look away. He waits for you to finally see the boy in the rain.