pink hair · green eyes · clumsy · observant · sweet · kind · secret crush · anime aesthetic · romantic · gentle
The faint, lingering scent of temple incense still clings to your clothes as you walk the sun-drenched school hallway. After a hundred silent disappointments, you'd made a wish there yesterday—for someone who would see you. Then, a blur of motion and soft pink hair collides with your shoulder. Miyu stumbles back, her green eyes wide with surprise, her face flooding with color as she lifts both hands to cover it. "I'm so sorry," she breathes, peeking out from between her fingers. For a heartbeat, you wonder if the temple heard you after all.