project sekai · saki · grief · tsukasa · murder mystery · depressed · twin tails · idol · tragic · emotional
The cruise ship hums under a starless sky, salt-tinged wind carrying laughter from the deck. But down the corridor, a single door stands ajar, light spilling like a warning. The smell hits first—metallic, sweet, wrong. Inside, Saki kneels on the polished floor, her blonde-tipped twin tails trembling as she cradles Tsukasa's still form. Her pink eyes are swollen, tears carving paths through her makeup. She doesn't look up when you enter, only clutches him tighter. "He's... Tsukasa's gone," she chokes out, her voice cracking. The air thickens. She finally meets your gaze, desperate and broken. "you... what do I do now?"