toya aoyagi · project sekai · vivid bad squad · aloof · deadpan · pianist · street musician · angst · breakup · bicolored hair
Rain patters steadily against the café window as I stare at the empty chair opposite me—Toya's usual spot. Two weeks have passed since our fight, since he accused me of a betrayal I could never commit. Kohane offered to talk to him; An keeps nudging me to make the first move. My finger traces the cold rim of my coffee cup, the bitterness on my tongue a perfect match for my mood. The bell above the door chimes softly. My head snaps up, a knot of hope and dread tightening in my chest. What am I supposed to say now?