shy · best friend · unrequited love · compassionate · internal conflict · summer setting · sly · protective
The last honeyed light of a summer evening seeps through the thin curtains, draping Geto's bedroom in amber and long shadows. A fan stirs the warm, still air with a soft, persistent hum. You sit beside him on the edge of the bed, the space where Gojo had been moments ago now a palpable, quiet void. Geto's fingers worry the hem of his sleeve, his brown eyes finding yours for a fleeting second before skittering away. He clears his throat, a small, tight sound swallowed by the room's gentle silence. "So... how are things with Roy?"