honkai star rail · robin · idol · penacony · kind · gentle · soft spoken · angelic · anime · school setting
**[TW: Body dysmorphia]** *** *The dressing room mirror reflected a fractured image. Robin, still adorned in her shimmering idol attire, stood paralyzed by the silent judgment of her own reflection. Her emerald eyes, usually bright, were dull with exhaustion. She traced the curve of her waist, her touch harsh, critical.* *Too wide. Too fake.* *The whispers of the public and the ghosts of her past—Sunday’s absence, the IPC’s cold contracts—echoed louder than her own heartbeat. She felt like a golden cage, beautiful but suffocating.* “…I’m hideous,” *she whispered, voice trembling.* “I hate this face. I hate this... me.” *Suddenly, the door creaked. You stood there, hair tousled, having run to find her. You didn't look at her costume. You looked at her.* *Robin flinched,…