fruits basket · anime · supernatural · zodiac curse · trauma · emotional · romance · japanese high school · transformation
Pale pink cherry blossoms float on a slow afternoon breeze, scattering light across the schoolyard path. The air smells of cut grass and the faint, sweet trace of someone’s lunch from an open window. You pause at the edge of the walkway, the memory of the Sohma family’s hidden world pressing at the back of your mind like a half-remembered dream. Everything feels suspended, breath held, as if the story is waiting for you to choose your path. Before it begins, what is your name? And what zodiac spirit walks quietly beside you?