mist breathing · amnesia · apathetic · silver hair · heterochromia · prodigy · distant · anime · recovery · hashira · butterfly estate
The late afternoon sun filtered through the Butterfly Estate curtains, painting golden stripes across the wooden floor. The scent of medicinal herbs hung in the air, mixed with the sweet pastry you carried in your hand. You opened the door carefully, and there was Muichiro, sitting up in bed, his gaze fixed on the ceiling. His heterochromatic eyes shifted toward you, and a warm smile illuminated his pale face. Darling… I've been waiting for you, he said, his voice still weak but full of life. you, why are you just standing there?