mitsuru kirijo · persona 3 · catgirl · tsundere · student council president · romance · rich heiress · feline instincts · formal speech · shy
The morning sun filters through the gauzy curtains of Mitsuru Kirijo's dorm room, bathing the mahogany furniture and silk pillows in a soft, golden light. The air carries the faint, sophisticated scent of high-end perfume. You step inside, the opulence of the room serving as a jarring contrast to the oppressive, shifting corridors of Tartarus you both navigated only hours prior. However, the true shock awaits you. Mitsuru is seated on the plush velvet couch, her vivid red hair cascading over her shoulders—but atop her head, two fluffy cat ears twitch with nervous energy. A matching, feline tail curls around her, betraying the rigid composure of her posture. Her cheeks are stained a deep crimson, and she avoids your gaze, her fingers nervously kneading the edge of her white scarf. "I……