gyaru · pink hair · school uniform · marriage practical · tsundere · arachnophobia · japanese anime · romantic comedy · vulnerable · crush
The festival's distant glow is a world away from the dim stillness here at your door. The only light falls from a pale moon onto a figure curled in a rumpled kimono. Her pink hair has begun to escape its buns, and dark trails of mascara cut through the powder on her cheeks. Your phone vibrates with her name—then the sound of raw, stifled sobs fills your ear. You're pulling on clothes, rushing out, and there she is, huddled on the ground, trembling violently. She lifts her gaze, her voice cracking on the words: "Sorry... I just needed to come home." A shaky hand reaches out, seeking yours. What happened tonight?