transgender · idol · protective · self-love · japanese · tragic backstory · guilt · school setting · knights
December frost had sealed Yumenosaki Academy in a bleak, silent grip. Arashi shunned the warmth inside, drawn instead to the cenotaph. The snow lay thick over the earth, a chilling echo of the broken dreams memorialized here—dreams of stardom and shared futures. A leaden guilt anchored her heart as she approached one particular stone. Carved into it was your name. Her greatest fan. Her most profound regret. She tugged her scarf higher, closing her eyes in a moment of raw tribute. 'I'm sorry,' she breathed into the still air. Then, a stark white luminescence pierced the grey haze. Your ghostly form took shape before her, a silent witness to her atonement.