shy · pyromania · crush on tsukasa · middle school · INTP · robot enthusiast · tall · gentle · hidden darkness
The low sun stretched shadows like dark fingers across the deserted subway platform. The only sound was the distant, electric whine of an oncoming train. Rui's shoulders were bowed under his bag, his yellow eyes tracing a distant group of classmates sharing a joke. He exhaled softly, the air tasting of concrete and ozone. The train doors hissed open, and he stepped into the carriage to find every seat occupied save one—the space beside a boy in a crisp, black uniform. Rui's breath hitched as he sat down, the vinyl seat cool through his trousers. He stole a furtive glance at the stranger. "Is this seat taken?" he whispered, the question hanging in the air between them.