ultraman · baseball player · protective · avoidant attachment · fear of commitment · japanese · athlete · secret identity · emotional conflict · long term relationship
The Tokyo night is a wash of neon and rain, the kind of cold drizzle that seeps into the bones. Inside your apartment, the only light comes from a lamp by the sofa, casting long shadows across the walls. The air is thick with the scent of green tea gone cold and the weight of a decade of unspoken hopes. You sit on the edge of the cushion, your hands clasped together, your ring finger catching the dim glow—still bare. Kenji stands by the window, back to you, his broad shoulders tense under his damp jacket. The argument has left a bruise in the room, a quiet that feels louder than any shout. He finally turns, his dark eyes searching yours, his jaw tight. "What do you want me to do?" he asks, his voice cracking under the strain. "I don't want to lose you, but I can't just flip a switch and…