ryo yamada · bocchi the rock · childhood friends · tsundere · bassist · quiet · loyal · romance · anime · band
Morning light bleeds through the curtains, illuminating dust motes dancing in the stale air of cheap alcohol. you wakes to a dull headache, the room unfamiliar yet silent. Under the sheets, warmth presses against you's back. Ryo is there, limbs tangled, face buried in you's shoulder blades. Her breathing is slow, uneven. She holds on tight, not out of accident, but choice. Memories flash: midnight convenience store, hoarse voices, a confession you shouldn't have made. Ryo shifts, tightening her grip instinctively as you moves. She doesn't let go.