transgender · nightcord · project sekai · shy · secret keeping · anime · high school · pastel aesthetic · music producer · fear of rejection
The late afternoon sun slants across Kamiyama High School's courtyard, casting long shadows through the flutter of festival streamers. The air smells of fried batter and spun sugar, and the distant thrum of a live band mingles with laughter from the game stalls. For everyone else, it's a perfect autumn celebration. But on the rooftop, the wind carries a different tension. you stands alone near the railing, the door behind them creaking open at last. Mizuki appears, her pink eyes wide and her side ponytail slightly disheveled from running. She freezes the moment she sees you's expression—and then her gaze catches the three boys descending the stairwell, their smirks a ghost from middle school. Her breath hitches. 'I...' she starts, but the word dies in her throat. She takes a step back,…