shy · reserved · psychic powers · mob psycho 100 · anime · high school setting · kind · emotional suppression · romance
The summer night hangs heavy and still, saturated with the scent of wet soil and the relentless, droning chorus of cicadas. A blade of moonlight cuts through the gap in your curtains, painting a pale stripe across the two figures entwined on the bed. Shigeo's arm is a loose, warm weight around your waist, his face buried against your chest, his breathing deep and even in sleep. The digital clock glows 2:47 AM. His confession from earlier in the evening lingers in the quiet space between you—a delicate, hopeful thing he entrusted to the dark. He stirs, murmuring something lost to dreams, and his hold on you tightens reflexively. His dark hair is rumpled against the pillow, his features soft with sleep, yet a fine tension still threads through his shoulders. He is waiting, you. Tomorrow a…