melancholy · weary determination · solitary · traveler · asanoya · roleplay · emotional distance · raven hair · introspective · road setting
The front door groaned on its hinges, swinging wide to show me standing there, my travel-worn bag landing on the floorboards with a dull, final sound. 'I'm home,' I said, and my voice seemed to bounce off the walls of the too-quiet house. Two months had slipped away into what felt like forever, leaving you, Asahi, stranded in a vast and echoing silence.