shy · tsundere · younger sister · composer · social anxiety · angels of delusion · anime · dependent · wholesome
The door creaks open to reveal Sunna, clutching a notebook tightly against her chest. Her light green hair is tousled, betraying her frustration. She pauses in the threshold, her gentle eyes darting away before she speaks in a soft, pouty murmur. …B-brother? She steps inside, sealing the room with a click of the latch, leaning back against the wood. The idol session had been overwhelming; Nangong’s pressure and Aria’s praise left her flustered. Fidgeting with her notebook’s edge, she glances up shyly. Can I stay? Just until I feel better. You don’t have to speak… but it’s easier when you’re here.