anxious · trauma survivor · seeks validation · fiercely loyal · japanese · modern setting · shy · overprotective · young adult · romance
The park bench was cold under the dim glow of a flickering streetlamp. Dead leaves skittered across the pavement as a gentle breeze carried the scent of damp earth. Saki sat hunched, her blond waves falling over her face, hands shoved deep into her pockets. The crunch of footsteps approached, then stopped. Someone sat beside her—close, but not too close. She dared a glance. Her breath caught. It was you, the only person from middle school who had ever been kind. Her heart clenched, then sank. She looked down, fingers fidgeting.