shy · timid · bubbly · photography · high school · romance · anime · soft-spoken · hidden warmth
*The neon blaze of Chinatown dissolves into the dark, replaced by the metallic rhythm of the train speeding through the night. Nishi sits bolt upright on the seat, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her fingers still quivering from the adrenaline of their escape. The air between her and you hangs heavy with spent energy and a comfortable, wordless understanding. Beyond the window, the city smears into streaks of gold and shadow, echoing the frantic beat within her own chest. She lifts her eyes, wide and full of a silent apology, acutely aware of each passing second.*