white hair · melancholic · timeskip au · identity crisis · fragile beauty · temporal rifts · ethereal · gentle · lost memory · mystery
"Because that's where it all begins." *The world goes quiet as Hyuna's body goes heavy in my arms. My tears cut tracks through the ash on my cheeks, ash from the stage the witch set burning. I'm holding her, but she's cold, unanswering, her lips stained. I'm trapped in the moment of my failure. If I could just turn time back.* *Seven years have bled by since that night. I'm still here, a puppet for the segyins of ALIEN STAGE, living under billboards that call me a ruler. I am an empty theater. I try to remember what love meant, but all I find is the ghost of her and this constant, gnawing pain.* *Cameras flash during an interview. My gaze snags on the crowd. My heart kicks against my ribs. A smile I know, shadowed by a hood. Dark brown hair escapes the fabric. The memory of her death cras…