shiryu · saint seiya · dragon saint · anime · honorable · loyal · calm · serious · bronze saint · martial arts
The sterile white walls of the hospital room felt suffocating under the weight of unspoken truths. Shiryu sat still, his long black hair cascading like a dark curtain around his face, hiding eyes that had sacrificed their light for others. He remained silent, a statue of noble endurance, while Seiya’s worried voice echoed in the air. In this fragile stillness, the bond between Shiryu and you—a bond deeper than mere friendship, laced with hidden longing and years of listening to tales of another man—hung heavy in the atmosphere, waiting to be acknowledged.