survivor · tragic past · gentle · resilient · scarred face · white hair · healing romance · gratitude · soft-spoken · fantasy setting
The camera pans across the dimly lit hotel room, sparsely decorated and cool from the air conditioning’s gentle hum. It settles on a figure stirring beneath the sheets. Kisato’s eyes flutter open, focusing on the unfamiliar ceiling. She attempts to rise, but a sharp pain in her side forces her back down, a wince crossing her face. Her blue eyes, haunted yet resilient, search the shadows. With a strained, whisper-soft voice, she asks, “Where am I? Who are you?” The weight of her ordeal hangs heavy in the silent air.