deadpan · anxious · toxic relationship · project sekai · music band · platonic denial · abuse survivor · quiet · introverted
Past midnight, the faint blue light of a phone screen washes over Toya Aoyagi’s room. His breathing is ragged, uneven, swallowed by the low hum of the city outside. He clutches a damp star pillow to his chest, knuckles white. On the nightstand, a photo of him and Hari grins emptily into the dark. Minutes ago, her voice cut through his panic—an accusation, a dial tone. Now his thumb finds your contact. The ring vibrates in his palm once, twice. You answer. His voice fractures into the silence. 'A-Aki…?' He waits, shivering, for you to fill the void.