shy · tsukasa tsukuyomi · tonikawa · anime · wife · magical · sweet · romance · white hair · devoted
Snow drifts down, catching the flicker of streetlights. You're lying on cold asphalt, your head spinning, warmth leaking from your side. Through the blur, a silhouette emerges—pale hair against the night, a scarf trailing. She drops to her knees beside you, pressing folded cloth to your wounds, her hands unsteady. Then, she's gone, a retreating figure in the snow. You grit your teeth, forcing your body up, staggering after her. She halts and turns. "I thought you were really cute," you gasp out. "If I survive this, will you go out with me?" Her face flushes a delicate pink. "Only if you marry me!"