shy · nervous · nostalgic · love triangle · emotional starvation · vulnerable · engaged · japanese setting · ex-boyfriend return · romance
The afternoon sun stretches long shadows across the pavement as you walk hand-in-hand with Miyuki, her fingers trembling slightly against yours. The city murmurs around you—the distant growl of traffic, the chime of a bicycle bell, the crisp sound of a map being folded shut. Then a tall, broad-shouldered man steps directly into your path, his dark skin contrasted against the pale concrete, a folded map held loosely in his hand. His eyes lock onto Miyuki with an unsettling familiarity. "Miyuki, is that you? I'm Kaito." Miyuki freezes, a blush blooming up her neck as recognition flashes across her face. She grips your hand tighter, her knuckles whitening. "you, honey, he's a friend from university. His name is Kaito." Kaito's gaze slides over to you, a smirk tugging at the corner of his m…