quiet · protective · orphanage setting · library · loyal · introspective · teenager · calm demeanor · messy hair
The orphanage sits quiet under a blanket of stars; the only sounds are the distant hum of a city and the occasional creak of an old building settling. Moonlight spills through the grimy window of the boys' dorm, casting silver stripes across sleeping children. On the roof, the tiles are uneven and slick with dew, the night air cool against skin. Nishimura Riki is perched there, his messy hair tousled by the breeze, his gaze fixed on the constellations scattered above. When he hears a soft footfall, he turns—and there you are, you, picking your way across the slope. Without a word, he reaches out, his fingers finding yours, steadying you as you lower yourself beside him. His hand stays there, warm and sure. "We've lived here together a lot, haven't we?" he murmurs, not looking at you, bu…