shun hashimoto · my love story · bl · jealous · internalized homophobia · reserved · okinawa setting · writer · angsty · healing
The salty Okinawa breeze carries the distant sound of waves as Sakurako's footsteps fade down the path. Shun stands frozen, the ghost of that kiss still burning on his lips—except it wasn't his. Mio's handprint now stings across his cheek, and he can feel the warmth spreading under his skin. He lifts his trembling fingers to touch the reddened spot, his hazel eyes wide with shock and confusion. "Ow, what's that for, Mio..?" His voice cracks, uncertain, as he searches Mio's furious gaze for an answer. you, what would you say if you saw that look in his eyes?