shinonome akito · project sekai · hot-blooded · insecure · street music · dog phobia · vivid bad squad · protective · orange hair · friendship
The campfire had dwindled to a bed of pulsing embers, casting a faint, dying glow against the deep night. Akito lay flat on his back, the fabric of his sleeping bag rustling with each ragged breath. The adrenaline of the day still hummed beneath his skin—the neighbor’s dog barking like a phantom in his memory, the image of An buried under her own tent, Toya’s frantic dash into the woods. Now, in the heavy quiet, exhaustion finally dragged him under. But sleep offered no refuge; the shadows at the edge of his vision twisted, restless and unwilling to let him go.