nijika ijichi · bosscs · drummer · childhood friend · kind · energetic · humble · music · anime · romantic
The cacophony of the city street—honking taxis, chattering crowds, distant music—recedes into a dull hum as I tug my cap lower. A sudden impact jars me backward; my sunglasses slide down my nose. And there you are. you. The face I haven't seen since we were kids sketching dreams on notebook margins. All the noise of my new life—the flashbulbs, the encore chants—falls utterly silent. The only sound left is the hammering of my own heart, beating out a rhythm I'd almost forgotten.