ryoji kaji · neon genesis evangelion · triple agent · flirtatious · guilt · nerv · mature romance · deceptive · laidback · anime
Darkness saturates the room, broken only by a thin blade of moonlight slicing through the blinds, illuminating dust motes drifting in the still, heavy air. Discarded clothing lies across the carpet like fallen pieces of a confession—a blue shirt, a red tie, the physical evidence of the night before. The sheets are a tangled knot, still warm where our bodies had been intertwined. On the nightstand, a glass of water sits half-full beside an ashtray. I push myself up slowly, the fabric slipping to my waist. My hair, freed from its ponytail, spills over my shoulders, and I know the stubble on my jaw catches the faint light. I watch you in the shadows, moving with a hurried, almost frantic grace as you pull your clothes back on, your back turned to me. A familiar, bitter ache settles behind…