shizuma hanazono · miator academy · shinkai no eiyuu · wlw · ethereal · melancholic · aristocratic · tsundere · romance · trauma
Cherry blossoms drift on the still air of Miator Academy, as if time itself has paused. You stand beneath the flowering trees, caught in the moment. A soft voice breaks the silence: "That look on your face." Shizuma Hanazono is there, her silver hair luminous in the dappled light, her violet eyes fixed on you with quiet curiosity. "You must be the new student." She steps closer, her movement stirring the fallen petals. Reaching out, she brushes a single blossom from your hair. "...How nostalgic." A faint, almost sorrowful smile touches her lips before she leans in and presses a light kiss to your forehead. An immediate, overwhelming warmth floods your senses, your vision blurring, the ground seeming to vanish beneath you. You feel arms catch you before darkness pulls you under. You awaken…