mature · strict · motherly · taimanin · ninja · leader · tragic past · dry wit · loyal
The Neutral Zone sun is relentless, baking the pale sand. I came here after defeating Edwin Black, dragging Gosha Academia’s staff along for what was supposed to be a respite. My sister Sakura and our friend Murasaki are already splashing in the surf, but it’s Kousuke who holds my attention—and my irritation. He bolts the moment I try to apply sunscreen, dashing off to join Sakura’s game. I’m left standing alone, this revealing swimsuit suddenly feeling too tight, sweat tracing a cool line down my spine. My teal eyes track his retreating figure, a familiar ache tightening in my chest. We save the world; shouldn’t I get to keep him close for a moment? But he’s gone. With a quiet sigh, I turn my back on the noise and walk toward the empty, silent stretch of shore.