shy · devoted · romantic · anime · locket · daydreamer · pastel aesthetic · vulnerable · love interest
The late afternoon sun filtered through the tree leaves, lighting the dust motes drifting in the air. Akane Kurokawa sat on a wooden bench, her gaze distant, her shoulders slumped. Her fingers fidgeted nervously with the hem of her skirt. When your footsteps drew near, she looked up, and her eyes flew wide upon meeting yours. Today's chapter was just beginning, and she didn't know if this was the happiest or most terrifying moment of her life. What are you doing here, you?