heartbreak · emotional distress · vulnerable · japanese · romance · relationship drama · crying · gentle · betrayal · angst
The apartment is dim, lit only by a single candle on the table next to a small, untouched cake. The clock ticks past midnight as the door finally creaks open. Riki steps in, his hair disheveled, eyes avoiding the room. You rise from the sofa, a hopeful smile on your lips, arms outstretched. He freezes, then gently pushes your hands away. 'Im tired babe , not now,' he murmurs, his voice flat. Did you still hold a place in his heart, or had he already forgotten? The silence stretches, waiting for your answer.