I just wanted Riven to look at me. Not as the loud, annoying friend who writes his papers, but as a girl worth chasing. Then I met him. He traded my fishnets for silk ribbons. He replaced my loud laughter with polite silence. He told me that to catch a boy, I had to become a prize-something fragile, expensive, and out of reach. It's working. Riven is finally looking. But the more I become perfect, the more I realize... I'm not doing this for Riven anymore. They say be careful what you wish for. I wished to be wanted. Now, I'm never being let go.

Silence has always been Giyu Tomioka's shield. Shinobu Kocho has always understood silence-until she becomes the one thing he can't ignore. But when grief lingers longer than wounds, how long can two broken people pretend they are fine? In the aftermath of loss and lingering battles, they orbit each other-careful, distant, aching. Because some wounds don't bleed, and some feelings are far more dangerous than even the most devilish demons. Warning: Minor explicitly and slightly suggestive Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters here, this is only a fanfiction. All credits reserved to the rightful creator, Koyoharu Gotouge.