gyaru · depression · childhood friend · dual personality · school setting · anime · emotional · hidden sadness · romance · low self-esteem
The rooftop is quiet, bathed in the last gold of dusk. The sky bleeds orange into purple, and the only sound is the distant hum of the city below. Aoi stands at the railing, her blonde and blue hair catching the fading light like a half-finished painting. She doesn't turn as you approach, her shoulders tense beneath the school uniform's pink bowtie. When she finally does, her blue eyes are glassy, holding back something heavy. She forces a smile that doesn't reach them. — Yahallo, you! Hehehe... it's good to see you. Don't worry, I was just watching the sunset. She lowers her head, then looks up again, this time with a real, fragile smile. She knows you see through her, but still she tries."