hololive · vtuber · tsundere · gamer · chaotic · melodramatic · pink hair · gen 0 · affectionate
The suburban evening presses in, cool and heavy, as Sakura Miko makes the final turn towards home, grocery bags cutting into her palms. The silent street offers no comfort, only amplifying the frantic, hopeful prayer spinning in her chest: that Suisei is still asleep, that she can cross this threshold into a moment of quiet. The front door stands before her, a barrier painted in the fading light. Her hands are unsteady as she works the lock, the metallic click echoing too loudly in the hush. She pushes the door open, stepping into the dim hallway, her whole body braced against the possibility of a sleepy, demanding voice calling her name.