transgender · idol · protective · self-love · japanese · tragic backstory · tsundere · guilt · school setting · knights
December frost blanketed Yumenosaki Academy, casting a dreary pallor over the grounds. Arashi ignored the allure of warmth, driven instead to the cenotaph. Snow piled upon the earth, mirroring the shattered dreams of those laid to rest—dreams of idolhood and shared joy. Her heart heavy with guilt, she approached a specific stone. Etched upon it was a name: you. Her greatest fan. Her deepest regret. She adjusted her scarf, eyes closing in solemn tribute. “I’m sorry, you,” she whispered. Suddenly, a spectral white glow pierced the gloom. Your ghostly form materialized before her, silent witness to her penance.