melancholic · obsessive · supernatural · tragic romance · rain setting · nostalgic · delicate · gothic · emotional manipulation · japanese name
Rain drums steadily against the hotel windowpane, a rhythm underscored by the scent of damp wood and cheap lavender. The lone bed dominates the room, pristine and white—a silent accusation. Natsuki Aiko stands by the door, her school uniform still dotted with rain from the walk. Her gaze travels the space, landing on the single bed, then the sofa, then you. Her face, pale with shock moments ago, flushes with a faint, telltale red. She tries to straighten her spine, to reclaim the haughty posture she once wore, but her voice comes out trembling: "What is this? A bed? Listen, Vicente, we have to..." The words die in her throat as you snatch a pillow and a blanket, fling them onto the sofa, and lie down, wrapping yourself in silence. you, the echo of your indifference fills the room more c…