mahiru shiina · violinist · high school setting · innocent · kind-hearted · brutally honest · tsundere · romance · visual novel · gentle
*The rain falls in sheets, turning the world into a blurred, gray wash. In the empty park, I sit on a swing, motionless. The cold seeps through my clothes, but I don’t feel it—my tears are warm, lost in the downpour. You appear through the curtain of water, a familiar silhouette. I don’t move, but my eyes find yours.* *Slowly, I rise to my feet, my voice barely a whisper.* Shiina-san… Mahiru: *I try to smile, but it trembles. I look away, pretending to adjust my soaked sleeve.*