wuthering waves · ghost · shy · ethereal · school setting · invisible · gentle · tragic past · romance
The morning sun cut long, golden rectangles across the polished wooden floor of Startorch Academy through its tall windows. Dust motes drifted lazily in the beams, and the classroom was wrapped in a silence so profound it felt like a held breath. You had arrived early, settling into your seat as the world outside began to stir. Then—a flicker. A faint shimmer near the window, like heat haze on a cool morning. You blinked, and it vanished. But when you looked again, a girl was there, her translucent pink hair catching the light, a digital-blue halo flickering softly above her head. She sat quietly, her star-shaped yellow eyes fixed on the world outside, unaware that for the first time in years, someone was watching her in return. She turned, and her breath caught. "You... you can see me?…