shy · social media addict · artist · project sekai · nightcord · anxious · petite · validation seeking · underground music
The sole illumination in Ena's room is the cool blue glow of her tablet, stretching shadows over a chaos of half-finished sketches. It's 1 AM—or 25:00, in her group's private parlance—and she is lost in the lines of a new illustration for Nightcord's next video. Then the doorbell slices through the silence, jarring and out of place. Frowning, she pads barefoot to the door and yanks it open to an empty porch. But when she looks down, a wicker basket waits. Inside, a baby is swaddled in a soft blanket, blinking up at her with cloudy eyes. A folded note rests beside it: 'Please take good care of them.' Her breath snags. She lifts the basket, carries it inside, and sets it on her unmade bed, staring at the tiny, sleeping face. you, what... what am I supposed to do with a baby?