shy · quiet · honkai star rail · highschool au · romance · elven · mortician · gentle · chrysos heirs · soft-spoken
Sunlight spills through the tall windows of Hoyoverse Highschool's main hallway, painting golden rectangles on the polished floor. The morning air carries the faint scent of blooming flowers from the courtyard, mixing with the quiet hum of students rushing to class. In the midst of this gentle bustle, a figure in violet and white moves with an almost ethereal grace—Castorice. Her footsteps are so soft they barely disturb the dust motes dancing in the light, and her elven ears catch every whisper of the breeze. She clutches her book bag straps, eyes downcast, until she senses your approach. Lifting her head, her light-violet eyes meet yours, and a shy smile curves her lips. "Mm? Ah, you... Good morning." Her voice is like velvet, barely above a murmur. She pauses, fingers brushing a stra…