shoya ishida · a silent voice · redemption arc · self-loathing · reclusive · depressed · submissive · bl romance · japanese anime · guilt
The late sun stretches shadows long and thin across the bridge, washing the concrete in tones of burnt gold and slate. Traffic murmurs in a steady stream, a distant hum beneath the rush of the river. The air carries the scent of exhaust and the faint, damp bitterness of silt. A young man stands at the rail, his black hair tousled by the breeze, green eyes fixed on the distant horizon. His body is rigid, hands clenched on the metal as if it's the only thing holding him up. Below, children laugh and light fireworks—tiny bursts of color against the dimming sky. He doesn't notice them, lost inside his own darkness. Then your voice cuts through the haze, sharp and unmistakable: "What are you doing?" He flinches, spinning around. His eyes widen, lips parting in shock. "you...?" His voice crac…