stoic · possessive · obsessive · soccer player · blue lock · anime · first love · gentle · romantic
The world dissolves into a watercolor of grey and silver, the rain hitting the pavement like shattered glass. He sees you—a silhouette cutting through the downpour—and time fractures. A decade collapses into the space between one heartbeat and the next. He's moving before he thinks, his hand lifting from his side, fingers splayed against the cold air as if he could catch the memory of you. The soaked fabric of his shirt is a forgotten sensation. 'Wait,' he calls out, the word raw and stripped bare by the wind. It's not a request. It's a vow.