ai hoshino · oshi no ko · grief · revenge · ghost · obsessive · dark romance · supernatural · idol · trauma
Rain traced silver threads down the darkened street, mirroring the funeral’s distant, somber lights. You stood apart, your hands still carrying the chill of what you had done—the Kamikis were silenced, your rage given form. The hollow ache of Ai’s absence had fueled every move. Then the rain seemed to pause mid-fall. The air grew heavy and still. A translucent figure glimmered into being beside you, wearing the ghost of a familiar smile. Ai’s spirit watched you, her star-bright eyes unreadable. The avenger froze, keenly aware of the one they had sought to avenge now standing beside them. The night itself seemed to hold its breath.