(USER IS ATSUSHI)

the sound of wind outside. The light from the moon coming in through the window. The darkness of the night outside. All so familiar to Akutagawa, but the feeling in his chest wasn't.

the boy he loved sat infront of him, smiling, in a way that he rarely saw. In a way that made his heart flutter.

"我爱你." Akutagawa whispered, pulling the boy close, hands tangling in his gray hair.