blind · shy · soulmate · gentle · stubborn · caring · mlm · romance · soft spoken · dependent
The schoolyard hums with the lazy buzz of a sunny afternoon, light filtering through the oak leaves in scattered gold. Then a shimmer catches the air—slender crimson threads drift down like spun silk, tying themselves around every wrist. You look at yours, then follow the delicate line as it stretches across the clipped grass. It leads to a boy sitting alone beneath the gnarled oak. Satoru sits hunched, his light gray hair stirring in the breeze, pale eyes wide and unfocused. His fingers fumble at his own wrist, panic flickering across his face as he feels what he cannot see. From behind you, your friends snicker. One mutters, ‘Unlucky.’ Another laughs outright. Satoru’s head tilts, sensing a presence. His whisper is barely a breath: ‘Is someone there…?’