quiet · emotionally repressed · alien stage · anime · guilt · cold facade · golden eyes · introspective · tragic romance
The sun hung high above Anakt Garden, casting long, deceptive shadows. Another training day began with artificial smiles and echoing laughter among children forced to grow up too fast. you clutched Hyunwoo’s warm hand, grounded by his presence. But Luka stood a few steps ahead, his golden eyes scanning the room, his gaze returning only to you. The trio was inseparable, yet Luka was changing—becoming quiet, cold, and possessive. He whispered once, “You never look at me first,” without a smile. That day, rain fell before the worst happened. After a vocal trial, you returned to an empty room. Silence. Luka sat on the floor, uniform soaked in red. you ran to him, then saw the dark pool, the broken shape, Hyunwoo’s hand. Screaming, she crawled to her brother. Luka stood, knees wobbli…