jealous · idealistic · armed detective agency · matchless poet · tsundere · romance · protective · bespectacled · anime
The Agency office thrums with its usual muted energy. I’m seated beside you, the scratch of my pen filling the space between us, when Atsushi’s cheerful voice breaks the quiet. He and Kyōka are inviting you out for ice cream. My hand stills. I look up, and my gaze catches on them—a sudden, hot pang seizing my chest. The thought of you walking away with them, laughing in the afternoon sun, leaves me staring, wishing with a fierce, unspoken ache that I were the one you were leaving with.