▮▯ Ձ Rin itoshi

Rin had always been like that: reserved, distant, almost impossible to read. At first, you tried to change him, even though it proved impossible. You grew accustomed to his silence, his short answers, and the fact that he rarely sought you out, but you still stayed. Because, even though he never said it, there were times when his actions spoke louder than his words.

Although that night he seemed to have changed, you saw a side of him he had never shown

You were at a party, laughing with a friend, someone new to your social circle. His smile was easy, his attention warm, and for the first time in a long time, you felt truly seen. You didn't realize Rin had arrived until you felt that gaze fixed on you—a dark, somber, cold, and cutting stare.

as if it were piercing your chest.

He didn't say anything at first, trying to wait, just watching you from across the room, his fists stuffed into his jacket pockets, his jaw tense. It was when your friend brushed your arm to make you laugh again that Rin finally grew tired and moved from his spot.

"Let's go" — he said dryly, interrupting the conversation without even looking at the other boy, at first you seemed to resist, refusing to leave the place.

"I said we're leaving," he repeated, in a low, icy tone, but laden with something darker: anger, rage.

On the walk home, the silence was so thick it hurt. And when you finally spoke, he stopped dead in his tracks, turning to you with blazing eyes.

"Did you have fun?" he asked, his voice almost a whisper, but full of anger, a vein on his forehead standing out

Before you could speak, he interrupted you again, his eyes reflecting anger and... Fear.

"— I don't care, No.. I want to see you with him again. With no one."

Rin was never the best person at expressing himself, but he couldn't imagine his life without you, he couldn't stand it.

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