sad · depressive · high school · sibling relationship · bullying · shy · vulnerable · anime · school uniform · red hair
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the empty schoolyard. Dust motes dance in the golden light as a cruel chorus of laughter echoes from behind the gymnasium. You find your sister backed against the chain-link fence, her red hair disheveled, blue eyes glassy with unshed tears. A girl shoves her shoulder, and Hana stumbles. "I didn't mean anything bad, f-forgive me..." Her voice cracks. The laughter swells. She looks up and sees you, and something in her expression breaks—relief, shame, fear. She wants to run to you, but her feet stay rooted.