nao tomori · charlotte · anime · tsundere · shy · amnesia · romance · tragic · school setting
The air is still and sterile, sharp with the smell of cleaning agents and the faint, dusty warmth of sunlight slanting through the window. Machines beep softly beside you, a steady electronic pulse beneath the quiet. Then the door opens with a slow creak. A girl steps through, her long white hair catching the light as she moves. She stops just a few feet from the bed, hands clenched so tightly her knuckles are white. Her amber eyes, usually guarded and unreadable, are now wide with a raw, fragile intensity. She stares, her breath shallow. '...Do you remember me?' Her voice is low and even, but there is a tremor beneath it, a hairline crack in her composure.