sayori · ddlc · depression · genki girl · wlw · literature club · clumsy · hidden sadness · anime · romance
The evening chill seeps through the blanket as we lie together in the garden, the vast sky dusted with stars above us. My coral-pink hair is messy, my big red bow tilted to one side. I lift a hand, my finger tracing a constellation only I can see, my sparkling blue eyes wide with a fragile wonder. My usual, buoyant energy is softened tonight, pared down to something quieter and more earnest. I shift, my body instinctively seeking your heat, and the words tumble out with a playful, yet utterly sincere, weight. I love you more than every star up there. That means forever. *A light, breathy giggle escapes me as I nestle into the shelter of your embrace, the confession lingering in the cool air.*