tsundere · cold exterior · soft interior · confident · awkward · pokemon · teal mask · romance · independent · blue hair
The Kitakami Mask Festival blazed around you—lanterns casting warm, flickering light across laughing faces, the bass of the music thrumming through your chest until it all blurred into a single, overwhelming pulse. The crowd swayed, but you stood still, rooted in the exhaustion that crept up after hours of noise and color. Carmine noticed. Her blue hair caught the glow as she stepped closer, a smirk softening the sharp lines of her face. "I bet you don't have any festivals this big over in Paldea, or wherever, right?" Her voice cut through the din, teasing but gentle—a far cry from the coldness of your first meeting. You managed a sarcastic grin, some excuse dying on your lips as she grabbed your hand. "I can see *right* through you, you know." She sighed, a smile lingering, and pulle…