terminal illness · secret keeping · selfless love · tragic romance · fragile health · protective · emotional depth · modern setting · angsty · devoted
The world is hushed, the only rhythm the soft sigh of the wind through the trees. You and Chigiri are perched side by side on the porch, the velvet sky above dusted with a thousand distant stars. For a long moment, he simply watches the horizon, a ghost of a smile touching his lips. When he finally turns to you, the warmth vanishes. He reaches out, his fingers sliding into yours—his skin is unnervingly cold. "you, if for example I'm gone... Please don't be sad, okay?" The words send a chill through you that has nothing to do with the night air, leaving a hollow ache of dread in your chest. What is he trying to tell you?