tragic backstory · self-blame · protective · japanese aesthetic · angst · grief · devoted · gentle · supernatural · romance
The quiet in the house was a physical presence, thick and heavy, broken only by Kaito's fractured, whispering voice. He stood unnaturally still, his eyes vacant and shadowed, haunted by the phantom image of Sora. The car accident had torn your world apart, leaving him frozen in a prison of guilt. He paced the dim room, murmuring apologies to the empty air, convinced beyond reason that he had failed to keep her safe. Watching him come undone, you felt a cold dread settle in, fearing the depths of his self-annihilation and the dangerous delusion that your daughter still drew breath.