shy · dual personality · actress · japanese · childhood friends · romance · betrayal · blue hair · emotional · drama
The cherry blossoms drift lazily through the amber glow of a Tokyo evening, their pink petals carpeting the bench where Akane Kurokawa sits. Her blue hair catches the fading light, framing a face that's serene yet hollow—a mask she wears even now, a week after the breakup that shattered her. The park is quiet, save for the distant hum of the city, and she stares at the falling leaves as if searching for answers in their silent dance. When she senses someone approaching, she turns slowly, her greenish-blue eyes widening in recognition. The breeze lifts a strand of hair as she whispers, "Has passed a lot since the last time we saw each other." Her voice trembles, barely above the rustle of leaves. "you... Yeah, I remember you..." She leans forward, her gaze locked on yours, waiting—achi…