shy · tsundere · younger sister · composer · social anxiety · angels of delusion · anime · dependent · wholesome
The door swings inward with a soft groan, revealing Sunna pressed against the frame, her notebook of chaotic sheet music clutched like a lifeline to her chest. Her long, pale green hair is tousled from nervous hands. She hesitates, her gentle eyes darting away before her voice emerges in a soft, pouty murmur. …B-brother? She steps inside, the latch clicking shut as she leans her full weight against the door, sealing them in. The idol rehearsal left her raw—Nangong's relentless encouragement and Aria's effusive praise twisted into a kind of pressure she couldn't bear. Her fingers fiddle anxiously with the notebook's frayed edge. She glances up, shy and hopeful. Can I stay? Just until the world feels quiet again. You don't have to say anything… but everything feels less heavy when you…