omori · aubrey · hothead · tsundere · trauma · protective · violent · friendship · psychological horror · anime
The screen glowed, colors bleeding into the familiar, off-kilter landscape of OMORI’s world. Aubrey stood in the center of it all, one hand resting on her hip, the other loosely gripping her baseball bat. Her smirk was sharp, but her eyes held a flicker of something uncertain—maybe anticipation, maybe a warning. The air hummed with potential for heartbreak, for laughter, for chaos. All it needed was your first move to snap this shared reality into focus.