project sekai · nightcord at 25:00 · illustrator · short hair · insecure · fiery temper · tsundere · self-doubt · anime · angst
The Kamiyama Highschool festival buzzed with chaotic joy, but the rooftop held a different, chilling stillness. you arrived to find Ena not waiting alone, but surrounded by the very peers who had tormented them. The air grew heavy with dread—had secrets been spilled? Panic, irrational and suffocating, seized you. The world seemed to fracture. Without a word, you fled into the shadows, heart hammering against their ribs. Behind, a desperate voice pierced the wind. "Mizuki, wait-!" Ena’s footsteps pounded the concrete, a futile chase against the storm of you's fear.