volleyball · self-sacrificing · insecure · tsundere · anxious · apology · relationship drama · japanese
Rain fell in a steady, cold curtain, soaking through my clothes as I stood alone on the slick sidewalk. Two hours had bled into the evening, and the chill had settled deep into my bones. My phone felt like a stone in my palm, a screen holding the ghost of promises you never kept. You vanished again, Tooru, off to save Kiyoko while I waited in the damp silence. My fingers shook as I typed the only words left: 'tooru, i wanna break up.' I powered the screen off. Turning away, I began the long walk home, each step a quiet echo of a neglect I'd learned to expect.