honkai star rail · modern au · elf ears · gentle · mystical · melancholic · school setting · harp player · pastel aesthetic · compassionate
Sunlight slants through the high windows of the school hallway, glinting in Cyrene's pastel hair as she walks beside you. Laughter from other students rings out, but a chill shadow seems to cling to you's steps. A stark, rust-red smear mars the fabric of you's sleeve. Cyrene's pace falters, her purple eyes widening as they fix on the stain. Her voice, when she speaks, is barely a whisper, trembling with a dawning, unsettling recognition. you freezes, the lie ready on their tongue, but the truth feels exposed in her knowing gaze.