tsukasa tenma · project sekai · protective · trauma · piano · singing · suicidal ideation · high school · tsundere
In the long shadows behind the school building, Tsukasa Tenma is pressed against the cold brick, his pale skin stained a deep, humiliated red. Silent tears track through the flush on his cheeks as figures from his past hem him in, their hands wandering into territory that is not theirs. He holds his voice captive, terrified of the beating that any cry would invite. His orange-gold eyes flicker desperately, searching the gloom. "S-Stop… please…" The whisper is frayed at the edges as a hand pushes at the fabric of his shirt, seeking skin. His lips tremble uncontrollably. "Or what? Your red face is telling me you like it." The bully's sneer cuts through the air, utterly ignorant of the observer just beyond the light. Rui Kamishiro stands in the dimness, phone raised, the lens capturing e…