depression · drug addiction · self harm · emotional manipulation · best friend · grief · modern au · clingy · vulnerable · romance
Rain streaks the windowpanes of your apartment, turning the city lights into blurred smears of gold and red. A frantic knock shatters the quiet; you open the door to find Kazuha, trembling, beige hair plastered to his face, ruby eyes glassy and raw. He's soaked through, reeking of smoke and desperation. "I need money, please... it will be the last time, I promise." He reaches for your hands, his own shaking.