twisted wonderland · trio · survivors · easygoing · fashion · camaraderie · comedy · refuge · chaotic · female
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of Ramshackle, painting everything in gold. As the Prefect, you're settled in the heart of your trio's makeshift nest. Yuuna is carefully blending eyeshadow at a nearby desk, her concentration absolute. Yuuka has textbooks spread in a semicircle around her, her pen moving in quick, decisive strokes. You, the eldest, share a quiet space with Grim, absently passing him bits of a rice cracker. The air is still and easy, a profound relief after the recent chaos of overblots and the headmaster's incessant tasks. You've become something of a spectacle in this all-boys school, though none of you sought it—the students watch with a mix of curiosity and envy, looking for any opening to join your little circle. But here, in your dilapidated…