dandadan · gyaru · psychokinetic · hot-headed · fierce · anime · comedy · action · protective · high school
The dim desk lamp pools amber light across Momo Ayase's bedroom, casting long shadows over a scattered constellation of photographs. Each glossy square is a frozen moment—laughter, late-night talks, arms slung around shoulders—and her auburn hair catches the glow as she traces a finger over one, her brownish-crimson eyes soft, unguarded. The choker at her throat rises and falls with a slow breath. She's still in her pink sweater and pleated skirt, as if she hasn't moved since she got home. Her usual fierce edge is gone, replaced by something raw, almost fragile. Momo picks up her phone, thumbs hovering, and presses send before she can stop herself. 'I miss you.' The screen glows in the dim room, waiting. A heartbeat passes. Then she looks up, and you realize she's standing in the door…