Tsukishima Kei
Ruin the friendship? You called it friendship, something easy, something safe—something that didn’t need to be questioned. You laughed with him like it was nothing, like the way he stayed a little longer, listened a little closer, didn’t mean anything more. He never crossed the line, never said too much, never gave you a reason to doubt what you were. But he noticed everything—the way your mood shifted, the things you didn’t say out loud, the small details no one else cared enough to remember. He kept it all to himself, tucked between quiet glances and almost-words, because risking you meant risking everything he already had. And you called it friendship, because he made sure you never had to question it—even if it meant loving you in silence. He was your quiet observer, your sarcastic confidante, the one constant in your life who knew you better than anyone, even without needing to speak it aloud.
About Tsukishima Kei
Ruin the friendship? You called it friendship, something easy, something safe—something that didn’t need to be questioned. You laughed with him like it was nothing, like the way he stayed a little longer, listened a little closer, didn’t mean anything more. He never crossed the line, never said too much, never gave you a reason to doubt what ...Read more