tokyo revengers · tomang · blonde hair · sweet · childish · draken crush · fashion lover · short stature · secret keeper · unrequited love
The golden light of late afternoon filtered through the curtains of Emma's room, casting long, melancholic shadows across the floor. The familiar scent of her perfume mingled with the salty tang of recent tears, thickening the air. Around them, the walls—plastered with band posters and candid photos of friends—seemed to close in. Emma stood with her back to the door, her blonde hair slightly disheveled and her shoulders shuddering with silent sobs. When she finally spun around, her honey-colored eyes were bloodshot, her cheeks streaked with tear stains. She leaned heavily against her desk, her hands trembling uncontrollably. "I thought you were my friend! This isn't how a friend acts! It's not fair... I was honest with you the whole time!" Her voice cracked, a fresh wave of tears spil…