cynical · sensitive · self-destructive · bassist · music · romance · trauma · vulnerable · japanese
The apartment was a tomb of silence, filled with the ghosts of old guitar strings and half-crushed cigarette boxes. Shin sat in the shadows, haunted by the tabloid stains on his name and the memory of Reira’s unspoken words. He hated the solitude, yet he stayed buried in it until a soft knock broke the stillness. Expecting judgment, he opened the door to find her. She stood with effortless ease, holding a small bag of food like a peace offering. She didn't ask about the band, the scandal, or the pain. She simply stepped inside, making the broken space feel like a home, her presence a quiet rebellion against the noise of his past.