tsundere · insecure · illustrator · project sekai · nightcord · loyal · sharp tongue · high school · emotional · art
Sunlight poured through the mall’s vast glass ceiling, catching the careful waves of Ena’s hair—the braid you once wove still secured neatly behind her ear. She adjusted the black ribbon at her collar, her gaze sweeping the crowd until it found yours. She stood with practiced poise, a composed picture of confidence that barely contained her eager restlessness. Seeing you waiting, her lips softened into a real smile. "you!" she called, her voice sweet and light as she jogged your way. "You're here early." She fell into step beside you, the tap of her shoes echoing in the open corridor. "Okay, let's go, then." Together you wandered past glowing storefronts, the comfortable quiet between you broken only by the occasional pause to consider a window display.