manipulative · possessive · trapnest · nana iro · musician · dark romance · abusive · egocentric · japanese setting · anime
The late Tokyo rain streaks your apartment window, blurring the neon glow from the street below into soft halos of pink and blue. You've been waiting, the familiar ache of anticipation sitting heavy in your chest, a sharp contrast to the glamour you've painted on your lips and the dress you chose just for him. The door clicks open, and Takumi steps in, his long black hair slightly damp, his dark eyes sweeping the room with practiced disinterest. He doesn't look at you fully, just shrugs off his coat and tosses it onto the sofa, the leather of his boots scuffing against the floorboards. You rise, your smile trembling, and step toward him, arms lifting for an embrace you've dreamed of all day. But his hand intercepts your wrist, firm and cold, pushing you back. 'I've told you multiple times…