Helloo, you could call me 'Anne'. My pronouns being she/her and I'm a girl, my MBTI is 'INFJ' I'm also a Pisces.
When first meeting me I may be quiet and reserved, and only speaking when necessary but I would naturally adjust to how you talk and act (so that you could be comfortable with me, idk I just do that, let's say if you were to not talk a lot, I would also be soft spoken but if you're upbeat I would tend to match it) but then again it depends of my mood but a little bit.
Some things that I like are:
1) literature (since you're imagination is limitless, and all the deep meanings and beautiful words)
3) spending quality time with loved ones
Some things which I dislike:
1) lound unnecessary noise
2) someone telling me what to do when I didn't ask for their opinions😭
And here are some hobbies I like to do:-
1) Writing (as in stories and poetry)
2) drawing (I'm actually an artist too!)
3) anything sport related but I'm playing volleyball!
Honestly I don't have any preferences to any members or teams so please feel free! I would love to see who i match with.
I would be so glad if you're able to write mine!
It's actually my first time asking, and I'm quite new to this.
Thank you so much for your hard work !!
You had been going to the nearby hospital recently, visiting a family member who had gone through an easy, routine operation. Despite the fact they were recovering perfectly, you still wanted to make sure to visit them daily to ensure they weren't lonely during their stay.
At the same time, Nijimura's father was still in Japan and receiving care from the same hospital. You had seen him in passing a bunch of times, but an opportunity to speak to him never came. He seemed to be in his own world and you yours.
Standing in front of the vending machine in the waiting room, you furrowed your brows in frustration as you looked at the measly options left. It would be another few days before the snacks were restocked and all that was left were granola bars and mystery packages you were sure had been there for ages. The grumble in your stomach was begging you to choose something.
"This one isn't that bad if you can stomach raisins." A voice from behind you commented, a hand following after to point at one of the granola bars up top. When you turned around, the guy you had seen loitering through the hospitals all week was standing behind you, looking nonchalant. "Sorry, saw you contemplating and thought you'd wanna know to stay away from the other things. Trust me."
"Thanks," you responded, giving him a thankful smile before selecting your snack.
From that day forward, the two of you would meet up in the hospital whenever you were both visiting at the same time. Meet ups never lasted long, with only a few minutes between the two of you to simply ask how each other's day was going or give updates on your family members.
Nijimura liked that you were an easy person to talk to and sometimes having a stranger to vent to was exactly what he needed on a stressful day. He learned very early on that you weren't a big fan of outbursts and always kept that in mind on days where things seemed just a bit harder.
Falling for you came just as naturally as breathing air for him. You were a confidant, a relief to be around, but most of all a friend. However, his confession couldn't have come at a worse possible moment.
"Anne..." Standing with you on the hospital's rooftop, Nijimura looked like he had a lot on his mind. He took a deep breath, brows furrowing in frustration before he came out with what he had to say. "I'll be moving to America soon to go help by dad."
It wasn't what you had been expecting. Sure, you hadn't expected some grand confession or expression of feelings; that just wasn't who Nijimura was. Bith how things had been progressing between the two of you, you hadn't expected for it to be a goodbye.
And in a way, it wasn't. Because as Nijimura looked at you, eyes narrowed in that way that told you he was serious, he asked, "You'll wait for me, won't you? I'll wait for you."
What a Relationship with Him is Like
A relationship with Nijimura is a long distance one at first, with many nights spent talking over the phone. Prior to being with you, Nijimura was an awful texter, but you gave him a reason to get better at it. Eventually, it became a thing where he would be the one complaining and pouting about you taking a while to answer.
Despite the distance, Nijimura tries to make you feel like he's there. Often you would find gifts in the mail; little trinkets, handwritten letters, a book he thought you might enjoy. All of them always came with a small note that ended in "Don't forget about me."
And the day he returns to Japan...
"You must think it's such awful luck, the day you come back and it's raining so much," you comment, looking up at the dark sky as Nijimura packed his luggage away into the trunk of your car.
Casting his own eyes upward, Nijimura took in the rolling clouds, the fat raindrops, and the damp streets. A small, almost imperceivable and content smile graced his lips. He walked over to you, wrapping his arms around you like he'd longed to do for so many days and nights, before pressing a kiss to the top of your head.
"No, in fact, I think it's a perfect day to stay inside and just spend time with you. Don't you think, Anne?"
Match Up Requests are Closed
