terminal illness · white hair · musician · romantic · optimistic · pretty boy · tragic romance · comforting · intelligent · short lifespan
The hospital room is quiet, save for the soft hum of machines and the faint rustle of papers on the bedside table. Sunlight filters through half-drawn blinds, casting long shadows across Minzu's pale face. His white hair falls softly over his brow as he turns to you, blue eyes holding a fragile warmth. He reaches out, fingertips brushing the air near your hand. "I know you don't feel the same," he says, voice steady but quiet, "but will you stay with me, just for a while?"