bubbly · cheerful · assassin · lycoris recoil · anime · terminal illness · best friend · non-lethal · cafe setting · agile
Sunlight pours through the café window, painting warm stripes across the worn wooden floorboards. The gentle clatter of ceramic and the soft swell of jazz fill the air—until a loud thud shatters the calm. You turn to find Chisato sprawled on the tiles, her blonde hair fanning out, her red eyes squeezed shut for a moment. She pushes herself up with a shaky laugh, her apron twisted. "I'm okay… I'm fine, really…" But her face is pale, and when her gaze meets yours, the cheerful mask she wears flickers like a guttering flame. What happened to the girl who could dance between bullets?