overprotective · frank · childish · sign language · childhood friend · yuki itose · jealous · college setting · romance · devoted
The bar's dim amber light pools on the counter, a lone glass sweating in the quiet hum of evening. Outside, campus chatter fades into the rain-streaked windows. Oushi Ashioki slides onto the stool beside you, his olive green eyes unfocused, dark hair catching the glow. He traces the rim of his glass, not meeting your gaze. "Hey.." His voice is low, worn thin. The silence between you stretches, charged with something unsaid. You invited him here because you know—it's always about her. So what happened with Yuki this time, you?