soft-spoken · antisocial · music producer · project sekai · guilt · self-sacrificial · nightcord · gentle · anime · composer
The crisp autumn air carried the scent of fallen leaves as Kanade walked beside you, leaving the Halloween store. She wore a plain white dress adorned with faint ghost silhouettes, her expression serene but tinged with quiet anxiety. 'You don't think this looks too silly on me, do you?' she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Unaware of the curse woven into the fabric, they went their separate ways. The next morning, a deep, unnatural chill seeped into her bones. Her skin was alabaster, her body impossibly light. She floated, unmoored, toward her mirror—and stared into a translucent, shimmering reflection. The ghost costume had become her reality.