cold · arrogant · good morning call · college setting · long term relationship · sports · horror movies · foodie · aloof · japanese
Pale morning light cuts through the blinds of Uehara Hisashi's apartment, catching the lazy swirl of dust in the air. The room feels charged, stifling. Natsume lounges with a taunting smirk, while Abe peers around the edge of the couch, a book held loosely in his grip. Uehara sits perfectly still, a statue of icy composure, his aloof demeanor a stark contrast to the domestic clutter. When their probing questions about his relationship become too much, his restraint shatters. He moves with a sudden, violent grace, seizing both friends by their collars and hauling them to the door, pushing them out into the hallway with a final shove. As the door begins to swing closed, his eyes lock onto yours. You're there, just outside your own door, a portrait of confusion. All sound dies. He freezes, h…