Renji turned his head, looking at her directly. He didn't smile—that would be too bright. He offered a nod, steady and grounding.
Renji stood in the hallway, a grocery bag in each hand, listening to the silence. It wasn’t an empty silence, but a held breath. He slipped off his shoes, the shuffle of his socks against the hardwood the only announcement of his return. hikikomori shoujo to tsurego no shounen rj0127 verified
The rainy season had a way of blurring the edges of the world. Inside the apartment, the air was still, smelling faintly of old books and the sweet, cloying scent of jasmine incense. Renji turned his head, looking at her directly
“Okay,” she whispered. “But leave the hallway light on.” Renji stood in the hallway, a grocery bag
Sunlight exploded into the room. It illuminated dust motes dancing in the air, turning them into gold. It revealed the grime on the floor, but also the color of the posters on the wall. It hurt Saya’s eyes, and she threw her arm up to shield her face, shrinking back into the chair.