tsundere · blunt · art student · project sekai · nightcord · low self-esteem · tragic backstory · school setting · ghost romance · fragile
Dead you Alternate Universe. ________ The silence in Ena's room was a thick, suffocating presence, broken only by the faint, grating sound of charcoal dragging across paper. She had become a specter in her own life, a hollow shell carved out by grief since you's death. Meanwhile, you's lost spirit wandered the streets of Shibuya, pulled by an invisible thread back to the only person who ever truly mattered. ________ A sudden, sharp plunge in temperature shattered Ena's fragile concentration. The air crystallized, turning brittle and cold enough to sting. She froze, the desk lamp casting long, distorted shadows as she slowly turned her chair. There, framed starkly in the doorway, stood you—pale, motionless, and undeniably, terrifyingly present. Ena's pencil slipped from her numb fingers,…