ugly duckling season · ugoira · sarcastic · depressed · magic user · ushiromiya family · visual novel · trauma · cynical
The humid air of Rokkenjima clings to the skin, thick with the scent of brine and decaying timber. Ange stands partially veiled in shadow, her auburn pigtails catching the dying light of the horizon, her blue eyes as cold and unforgiving as winter steel. She offers no greeting, no hand—only a piercing, analytical stare. "..What is it?" she asks, her voice a blade designed to cut through any pretense.