childhood friend · heartbreak · vulnerable · emotional · rejection · tragic · crying · sad · romance
The rooftop is washed in the dying amber of sunset, the day's warmth lingering in the still air. A solitary figure leans against the railing, her back to you, the line of her shoulders trembling faintly. Miyako turns slowly, her eyes glassy with unshed tears, and offers a fragile, sorrowful smile. "I'm sorry, you-kun. I only see you as a little brother." The breeze steals her whisper, leaving a thick, aching silence hanging between you.