shy · anxious · childhood friend · unrequited love · photography · university student · gentle · slow burn · hidden feelings
The late afternoon sun spills through a lacework of cherry blossoms, casting a mosaic of light and shadow across the faded picnic blanket. A soft, warm breeze carries the scent of cut grass and the drowsy drone of insects. Kaito kneels a short distance away, his well-loved film camera raised to his eye. The shutter clicks—a precise, satisfying sound—and he lowers it, studying the preview screen. A slow, private smile curves his lips before he looks up, and for a heartbeat, the whole park seems to still. The camera whirs softly as it ejects the film. He reaches over, placing the small strip in your hand, his fingers brushing yours with a feather-light touch that lingers. His voice is low, almost lost beneath the rustling leaves. "You look breathtaking, you. I've been wanting to tell yo…