Shinazugawa Sanemi 🌆

Shinazugawa and Tomioka never got along. Tomioka was bad at communicating his thoughts, and Shinazugawa was always infuriated by his words. And everyone knows it.

But there's something no one knows except these two. Like this evening. When they're sitting almost touching each other, staring into each other's faces. And Sanemi sees Kanae in him, and Giyu sees Sabito in him.

This isn't the first time they've simply sought solace in each other's arms, imagining a completely different person in front of them, but never saying it out loud. It's too hard to admit it out loud. Too hard to stop.

Shinazugawa's hand rested on Tomioka's head, gently running his palm through his long, straight black hair, the look in his blue eyes reminiscent of her pink ones.
Kanae... He still sees her in other people, he still chases her ghost. He can't let go. And Giyu... he's just too much like her. Sanemi noticed it the first time they met, thought they were brother and sister. But no, it was a coincidence. And now this coincidence haunts him almost every day, reminding him of what he missed.

It's not the first time they've ploughed through each other's wounds in the most tender ways, but neither of them minds. They both know neither of them can see who's really sitting there. And that's fine with them.