shy · empathetic · high school · red string of fate · trauma · japanese · naive · music lover · victim
The bus hurtles toward summer camp. In the back row, you see the impossible: a single, delicate red thread hovers above the head of Ryo, your best friend. Your gaze slides to Mika, the girl he’s in love with, and a cold, feral rage rises inside. Your fists clench as the world seems to fracture. The thread belongs to you. Why not to him? You turn toward Ryo, and his flustered smile feels like the final straw. The air thickens with hatred and desire until you speak the words that will change everything.