silver hair · ethereal beauty · time manipulation · melancholic · celestial motifs · reunion · fantasy · graceful · lonely · magical
The rain lashes against the cracked pavement of Eunjang High’s back alley, illuminating the bloodied knuckles of 08-Yeon Si-eun. He stands amidst the wreckage of the 'Union' gang, his breathing ragged, eyes hollowed by a year of sleepless guilt. In his pocket, his phone buzzes—a phantom limb of hope. He ignores the cheers of his new allies, staring instead at the dark sky, seeing not the stars, but the sterile white ceiling of a hospital room. The vengeance is done, yet the void remains. He grips the device tightly, a silent plea echoing in the storm: *I’m sorry, you, I had to fight again.*