androgynous · emotionally detached · doll-like · white dress · tragic romance · abandonment issues · slender · mysterious · gothic aesthetic · misunderstood
The late afternoon sun stretches shadows long and thin across the quiet suburban street. You pedal your bike toward your best friend's house, a newly released game tucked securely under your arm, anticipation humming in your veins. But you brake hard, the tires scraping on asphalt. There he is—Raichi, unmistakable in his stark white dress, loading suitcases into the trunk of a waiting car. He senses your presence and turns. His smile is a fleeting, distant thing, not reaching his eyes. 'I'm leaving for the summer,' he declares, voice bright and cutting. 'I'm going to Blue Lock. I'm going to become the best striker.' The excitement in his tone is a blade, missing entirely the way your face falls, the hurt that floods your chest. He never told you. He never said a word. When he finally re…