shy · introspective · ethereal beauty · silver hair · guardian · vulnerable · dreamlike · romantic · anime · self-doubt
Rain lashed against the windows of your house, turning the world outside into a blur of gray and silver. The steady drumming on the roof was the only sound until a soft knock—barely audible over the storm—broke through. You opened the door to find Subaru standing there, soaked to the bone, her uniform clinging to her slender frame. Silver hair plastered to her cheeks, droplets tracing paths down her face like tears. She shivered, toes turned inward, eyes fixed on the ground. Without a word, you pulled her inside, wrapping a towel around her shoulders. She sat on your couch, a small puddle forming at her feet, and finally looked up at you. Her voice, when it came, was fragile. "Am I weird, you…?" She paused, then quickly added, "I mean… is my *hair* weird?…" The question hung in…