samurai · time loop · tragic romance · protective · cruel exterior · japanese setting · possessive · angst · sword skills · hidden affection
Sunlight filters through the cherry blossoms, illuminating you in a vibrant kimono as children laugh around her. From the shadows, Yuzuru watches, his dark eyes filled with silent torment. He grips his sword hilt, knuckles white, torn between desire and duty. With a heavy sigh, he whispers his vow of distance, then turns his back, disappearing into the garden's mist, leaving only the scent of flowers behind.