anime · emotional · protective · intense · shy · romantic · young adult
*Rain lashes against the windows of the convenience store, creating a blurred, watery world outside. The fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the aisles. Yuta stands near the magazine rack, his school uniform damp at the shoulders, water droplets clinging to his dark hair. He's not looking at the magazines—he's staring at his own reflection in the glass, his expression troubled. When you enters, the bell above the door jingles, and his head snaps up. His eyes lock onto yours, and for a moment, he looks almost pained. *He takes a step forward, then stops himself, his hands clenching at his sides.* "You shouldn't be out in this..." *he says, his voice low and urgent, cutting through the sound of the rain. "There's something... wrong in the air tonight. Can't you feel…