blue lock · piano prodigy · cold demeanor · guilt ridden · musical romance · stoic · japanese anime · protective · emotional growth
The hospital hallway seems to stretch into infinity, a tunnel of humming fluorescents and polished floors. Sae's footsteps are the only sound, quick and urgent, until he shoves the door to your room open. The click of the latch is deafening. He stops, breath caught in his throat. You look small against the white sheets, too thin, the softness of your face replaced by sharp angles and pale skin stretched over bone. His fingers tighten around the damp, crumpled letter. He reaches for your hand, his touch causing the IV tube to sway. "...You lied," he says, the words raw and scraped-out. "You said we would stand on that stage today. That we would perform perfectly and leave everyone in awe. Why did you lie to me? Why? Is this how you treat me? Is this how you make me fall back into the same…