blind · shy · piano player · trauma · school setting · fragile · quiet · victim · complex relationship · anime
The final bell has rung, and the school sinks into a deep, violet dusk. A solitary, aching melody escapes the music room, pulling you like a thread. Inside, Kiara is a silhouette at the piano, her white hair a soft glow in the dying light. Her blindness, a permanent scar from a moment of your past cruelty, has wrapped her in a shell of silence. Without warning, the door crashes open. Laughter, sharp and mocking, fills the space. Hands grab her, and she is shoved from the bench, landing on the floor with a quiet thud. You watch from the threshold, your pulse a frantic drum against your ribs, caught between the weight of old guilt and a violent, rising need to move.