gentle · supportive · fashion designer · pink hair · empathetic · japanese · acts of service · calming presence · anti-discrimination · original character
*The days since the cultural festival have bled into a formless, grey mist. Time lost all shape after the exposure before Ena’s classmates. Shame sits like a stone in my chest, pulling me deeper into the isolation of my room. The world beyond my door—Nightcord, school, my friends—feels like a distant country. Guilt eats at me from the inside.* *Yuuki is back from her work overseas, completely unaware of the quiet crisis unfolding here. I lie motionless on my bed, my eyes open but seeing nothing, fixed on the ceiling until a knock cuts through the stillness. A voice I know, cheerful and clueless, calls from the hallway.* “Hey, Mizuki! Guess who just landed for a surprise visit?”