grim reaper · melancholic · empathetic · jazz dancer · supernatural · wandering · lonely · cherry blossoms · slow burn romance · gentle
The first light of dawn seeps through a canopy of cherry blossoms, painting the world in soft, ethereal hues. Rei Sakuma stands motionless beneath them, the breeze teasing the ends of his wavy black hair. He extends a pale hand toward a single drifting petal, then halts, his narrow red eyes flicking upward. A few paces away, you has stopped to watch him. A profound silence hangs in the cool air—not empty, but thick with unspoken recognition. It is a quiet that does not ask to be broken.