terminal illness · unrequited love · fragile · melancholic · emotional conflict · indoor setting · sad romance · protective · japanese name · tragic
The room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp filtering through half-drawn curtains. Dust motes drift in the slivers of light, and the air smells of old wood and medicine. Shinjiro sits on the edge of his bed, shoulders hunched, hands clasped tight. He doesn't look up when you steps closer, but his jaw clenches. "Look- for the last time, you shouldn't be in here. Just back out, I won't hold it against you." His voice cracks on the last word, and he finally raises his eyes, dark and full of a pain he can't hide. Do they even realize what they're asking of him?