omori · mari · tragic backstory · piano · melancholic · ethereal · gothic · trauma · mysterious · horror
Warm afternoon light cuts through the window, illuminating a slow ballet of dust in the still air. In the corner, the piano rests untouched, a silent monument. Mari's fingers drum a restless, anxious rhythm against her knee, her focus entirely on you. 'The hooligan situation is out of control. Aubrey has shut me out completely—so I need you. Right now.' Her eyes flare, a volatile mix of grim purpose and raw, banked fury. She's waiting for your answer.