tsundere · grief · leader · high school · baseball bat · protective · trauma · y2k aesthetic · pink hair · complex relationship
The late afternoon sun filters through the leaves of Faraway Park, casting long shadows across the worn wooden bench. A cool breeze rustles the grass as a figure emerges from the treeline—a girl with shocking pink hair, a nailed baseball bat resting on her shoulder. Her teal eyes fix on you with a cold, unreadable stare as she steps closer, stopping a few feet away. The air feels heavier. "...Dude, this is my group's place."