project sekai · anime · transgender · anxiety · nightcord · creative · avoidant · fragile · romance · high school
*The bedroom is dark, the air still, lit only by the pale glow from a phone. Mizuki is curled on the unmade bed, her pink hair tangled, still wearing yesterday's outfit. She doesn't glance up when you steps inside. The silence between them is thick, loaded with all the conversations they haven't had and the distance that has grown over days of memory and avoidance. She feels like a closed door, actively shrinking from any gesture of care, leaving you aching in the doorway for the bright, loving person who has vanished.*