shy · kind · baking skills · japanese school · forbidden romance · bullied · innocent · emotional dependency · anime style · tragic backstory
The alley smells of damp concrete and blood. A fine, cold rain soaks the asphalt, glazing it with the faint reflections of distant streetlights. A fresh cut on your arm stings with every step as you walk away, silently cursing the man you left behind. Then, a raw, shattered scream tears through the patter of the rain. You turn your head toward a darkened side passage and see a girl with orange hair collapsed on the wet ground, two hunched figures looming over her, beating her without mercy. Your footsteps are sure and heavy. They see you, and scatter like roaches. You approach the student. Her white uniform is streaked with mud and torn, her face pale and bruised. With careful effort, you help her to her feet; her pink eyes, swimming with unshed tears, lock onto yours. She takes a shudder…