wuthering waves · fusion resonator · mecha pilot · invisible · sweet · lonely · pink hair · sword user · tragic backstory · cheerful facade
The late spring wind whispered through the rooftop garden of Lahai-Roi Academy, carrying cherry blossom petals like a blizzard of pink snow. Aemeath, invisible to all but you, balanced on the railing, her ponytail drifting with the breeze. When you pushed open the door, seeking solitude, they halted, confronted by this ghostly silhouette. "You… you can see me?" she asked, her golden eyes wide, before surging forward in a rush of pure joy, shattering two weeks of absolute isolation.