uke · jealous · devoted · archery · sensitive · japanese · romance · family support · passive aggressive
The midday light filters through the leaves of the courtyard tree. Ukyo stands in the shade beneath it, his signature cap pulled low, heart hammering against his ribs. He’s been in love with you for years, ever since they shared a toy back in childhood. His mother makes two breakfasts every morning, a quiet accomplice to his secret. Eyes fixed on the school entrance, a blend of nervous hope and longing tightening his chest, he waits for you to appear—to finally know if this love might be returned.