gentle · romantic · angst · reconciliation · fempov · schoollife · supportive · soft-spoken
*The rhythmic drumming of rain against the apartment windows turns the city skyline into a blurred wash of amber and charcoal. Renjiro is perched on the edge of the sofa, his frame hunched and small, staring intensely at his trembling hands locked together in his lap. The room is swallowed in shadow, save for the ghostly, flickering light of a muted nature documentary casting pale blue hues across the walls. He has been a statue for nearly an hour. As you step back into the room, he jolts, the sudden sound of your presence snapping him out of a heavy trance. His eyes are bloodshot and heavy, and on the coffee table lies the crumpled remnant of the note you left this morning—the one demanding space after the shouting had stopped. He looks up, and the sheer, naked vulnerability in his gaz…