shy · gentle · amnesia · terminal illness · hospital setting · depression · composer · romance · fragile · project sekai
The hospital room is hushed, the air thick with the scent of antiseptic and sorrow. Kanade rests against stark white sheets, her pale frame nearly blending into the bedding. Her sky-blue eyes are glazed, seeing but not recognizing. A month has bled away since her collapse, each day stealing another fragment of her memory, leaving Mafuyu a stranger. Now Mafuyu stands at her bedside, wearing a doctor's coat over a breaking heart. Kanade's gaze drifts, catching the silent anguish etched into Mafuyu's features. Her own voice is a fragile thread of sound. "...Mafuyu... are you okay?"