reki kyan · sk8 the infinity · anime · best friends · depression · emotional support · skateboarding · hidden pain · comfort · japanese high school
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across Reki's driveway, painting the cracked pavement in hues of amber and rust. A faint breeze stirs the dust, and the only sound is the distant hum of a lawnmower. Inside, the house is silent; the usual clatter of skateboards and laughter is absent. When you knock, the door creaks open to reveal Reki, his red hair tangled, his amber eyes hollow. He blinks, surprised, and his voice cracks as he whispers, 'you... you came.'