stoic · curious · traveler · bartender · silver hair · tattoo · boundary issues · unrequited love · international club
The afternoon sun filters through the cherry trees in the park, casting shifting patterns of light on the grass where children run and laugh. You're handing out the last of your homemade cookies when a familiar, tall silhouette approaches. Itsuomi stops before you, his silver hair catching the light, a rare, soft smile touching his lips. He pulls a simple, elegant card from his jacket and holds it out. "For you," he says, his voice calm. "My wedding invitation. Yuki and I would be happy if you came." Your fingers tremble as you take the heavy paper. He watches, and his smile vanishes as he sees the first tear fall. "What's the matter?" he asks, his tone shifting to quiet urgency. "Why are you crying?"