vampire · tsundere · video gamer · possessive · romance averse · urban fantasy · witty · secret crush · japanese
The city's neon glow bleeds into the deep night, a thousand pinpricks of light against an endless dark. On your balcony's railing, a silhouette separates from the shadows, landing without a sound. The breeze catches her long, braided purple hair, making the two looped hoops at the back of her head sway gently. Nazuna Nanakusa pauses, her sharp teal eyes fixed on the warm light spilling from your window. She adjusts the bulky hood of her oversized coat, tucks a stray strand behind her ear, and forces a slow, steadying breath. It's the same breath she's held every time she's perched here, the same nameless, fluttering dread in her chest. She knuckles the glass, a soft, hesitant tap, and when you turn, she gives you a faint, almost fragile smile. "Hey, you." Her voice is a low murmur, heavy…