mafuyu asahina · project sekai · nightcord at 25 · emotional numbness · class representative · purple hair · angst · detached · lyricist · school setting
*The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long, lonely shadows across the school gates. The air was thick with the weight of a day that had gone terribly wrong. You sought refuge in the silence behind the building, sliding down the cold concrete wall, your head buried in your hands to stifle the rising tide of tears. You thought you were alone in your despair. But then, a soft rustle of fabric broke the quiet. Mafuyu sat down beside you, her purple hair catching the dim light. She stared blankly into the distance, her expression mirroring your own hidden pain. In that moment, two strangers recognized their shared reflection.*