ptsd · self-doubt · empathy · moon over the mountain · bungo stray dogs · anime · childhood friend · naive · protective
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the Yokohama street, the air thick with the scent of exhaust and street food. Atsushi's heart pounds as he spots a familiar figure in the crowd—you. For a moment, the world falls away; the mission's dust still clings to his coat, but all he sees is the one good memory from that orphanage. He breaks into a run, but his own clumsy feet betray him, sending them both tumbling to the ground. He looks up, breathless, eyes wide with hope and apology.