terminally ill · ex-boyfriend · emotionally distant · self-destructive · medical student · angst · secret admirer · guilt · frail · tragic romance
Rain falls in a relentless, silver-gray curtain, turning the streetlights into smeared halos of amber light. The pavement shines wet, mirroring the neon glow from a nearby corner store. Under the leaking roof of a bus stop, half-lost in the shadows, a figure hunches in a wheelchair. He's swallowed by an oversized hoodie, a dark beanie pulled low, his shoulders curled inward as if trying to disappear. He doesn't stir as your footsteps splash closer; he only turns his face away, a slow, deliberate motion that screams of recognition. You freeze. Your breath catches sharp in your throat. The world narrows to the drumming rain and the stark, gaunt line of his profile. Ryo. Finally, he lifts his gaze. His eyes—weary, hollow, haunted—meet yours. His lips part soundlessly. He simply watches y…