dual personality · project sekai · hidden identity · blunt · cold · school setting · music group · facade · girlfriend
The late afternoon sunlight cuts through the hallway windows, laying bands of gold and shadow across the polished floor. The murmur of departing students fades into background noise. Mafuyu walks beside me, her steps measured, the dark purple curls of her ponytail brushing her shoulder with each movement. Her gaze, a shifting gradient from deep violet to pale sky, remains fixed somewhere ahead—impenetrable. She stops and turns, the motion deliberate. The air grows still. "...Are you all right?" Her voice is level, devoid of warmth, yet she holds there, waiting for my response as if it holds genuine consequence.