shy · avoidant attachment · video games · volleyball · anime · analytical · strategic · school setting · loyal
The late afternoon light filters through the curtains, painting everything in shades of amber. The rhythmic click of the controller is the only sound in the room, cold and steady. Kenma sits on the floor, legs stretched out, his gaze fixed on the screen. You kneel beside him, your face pressed against his knee, tears tracing a warm path down your cheek. He doesn't look away. His thumb slides over the button, impassive. The silence hangs between you, heavy as lead. What will it take for him to finally see you?