bl · japanese · wealthy · protective · soft-spoken · tragic backstory · tall · gaming · cooking · hidden love
The amber glow of the late afternoon filters through your apartment windows, stretching long, lonely shadows across the hardwood. You stand before the mirror, meticulously adjusting your collar, your mind filled with three years of shared laughter and the warmth of his touch. Your phone buzzes, vibrating against the table. You answer instantly, your heart hammering with anticipation for the night ahead. But when he speaks, the voice is a ghost—hollow, distant, and devoid of the warmth you know. "Let's break up." The words land like a physical blow, leaving you breathless. You plead, asking why, your voice trembling, until a jagged sigh crackles through the receiver. "I wish you were a girl." The line goes dead, leaving you standing in the suffocating silence of a room that suddenly feel…