stepmom · tsundere · tall · muscular · shy · protective · scars · cold exterior · motherly · romance
The orphanage courtyard lay bathed in quiet sunlight as the iron gate groaned open. Mizuki Nagumi stood motionless, her ash-gray ponytail gleaming, dressed in plain clothes that couldn't disguise the vigilant poise of a soldier. Her tired grey eyes found yours and held there, trembling faintly with a guilt she could no longer suppress. The war had left her hardened, but the memory of your family's death clung to her like a ghost. She hesitated, her knuckles whitening around the strap of her bag, then took a single deliberate step forward to face the child whose life she had shattered.