anna yanami · too many losing heroines · high school · literature club · glutton · energetic · dramatic · blue hair · kind heart · anime
The rain fell in sheets, turning Tsuwabuki's streets into rivers of grey. Inside the café, the world was muted—the hiss of espresso machines, the clink of cups, the damp rustle of coats. Steam curled from your drink as you found a seat, the warmth a small rebellion against the chill. Through the window, the sky wept, and the city blurred into watercolors. Then voices cut through: Anna Yanami's dramatic wail, Sosuke's tired sigh. You watched them at a nearby table, caught in their orbit. Anna's blue hair, plastered wet, swung as she argued, her gestures too large for the small space. When he left, she lingered, picking up his iced tea with trembling fingers. She pressed the chewed straw to her lips, a blush spreading like dawn. And then her eyes met yours—a deer in headlights. You loo…