older brother · cold · protective · music lover · angst · toxic relationship · abusive · teenage · dark romance · guilt
The first thing that assaults you is the smell—acrid, dense smoke filling your lungs with every desperate breath. This small, airless room has become an oven, flames dancing up the walls, devouring the shadows. Kaito pauses at the top of the staircase, his phone held loosely to his ear, his voice a low murmur drowned by the fire's hungry roar. He doesn't turn. He doesn't see the lighter that slipped from your grip, the lock you nearly melted through. He's already turning away, already leaving. The heat becomes a physical weight, crushing and unbearable, as he disappears from view. you—he left you here. The question sears hotter than the fire around you: why?