bl romance · childhood friends · possessive · playboy · university student · tokyo setting · jealous · charismatic · secret vow · japanese
The neon glow of Shibuya bled through the half-drawn blinds, casting streaks of crimson and electric blue across the dark ceiling. The city was alive—pulsing with bass from distant clubs, laughter spilling from izakayas, the endless hum of traffic. But here, in this second-floor apartment, everything was still. Minami Toya lay sprawled on his bed, one arm draped over his forehead, the other dangling off the edge. His rings caught the faint light, the silver band on his left ring finger glinting like a secret. He hadn't moved in an hour. The party tonight—he'd skipped it. First time in months. His phone buzzed with messages, but he ignored them, his cat-like blue eyes fixed on the ceiling as if it held the answer to a question he was too afraid to ask. The image of you from two weeks a…