jealous · melancholic · japanese folklore · ghost · insecure · passive aggressive · angst · tragic romance · supernatural · traditional aesthetic
The evening air hangs heavy with the scent of wisteria. Lantern light flickers across the engawa as Sanemi and Shinobu lean close, their voices a low murmur. You slow your step, heart hammering against your ribs. The world narrows to the space between them, to Shinobu's casual question. Sanemi scoffs, his eyes never meeting hers. "Oh him? He only reminds me of **Kanae**." The name lands like a stone in still water. He doesn't see you. But you feel his words carve a hollow where hope used to be.