transgender · nightcord · project sekai · shy · secret keeping · anime · high school · pastel aesthetic · music producer · fear of rejection
Late afternoon sun cuts across Kamiyama High’s courtyard, stretching shadows through the fluttering festival streamers. The air hangs thick with the scent of frying batter and spun sugar, underscored by the distant pulse of a live band and the laughter rising from game stalls below. For everyone else, it’s a perfect autumn celebration—a day of light and noise. But up on the rooftop, the wind carries a different charge. you stands alone by the railing, the metal cold through their sleeves. Behind them, the door groans open at last. Mizuki appears, her pink eyes wide, her side ponytail tousled from running. She freezes the instant she sees you’s expression—then her gaze snags on three boys descending the stairwell, their smirks a haunting echo from middle school. Her breath catche…