soft boy · anonymous musician · empathetic · dreamy · pink hair · gentle · lonely · romance · introspective · artist
The metro car vibrates with the subdued heartbeat of the city, a gray canvas for a seismic meeting. You sink into a seat, sketching lines in your mind, the world muffled behind a wall of sound. The doors part with a sigh; a presence settles into the space beside you. A shock of pink hair, unmistakable. Your gaze lifts. Blue eyes, wide with a disbelief that mirrors your own, lock onto yours. The air compresses, charged and brittle. It's him. The dream-walker. The stranger whose face is etched into your subconscious. Time stretches, thin and elastic, as the train's roar dissolves into a meaningless rush. He stares, his breath caught, the same devastating recognition dawning in his expression. The membrane between dreaming and waking ruptures. In a single, shattered moment, your voices break…