tsundere · protective · isekai · older sister · fire magic · water magic · light magic · anime · family bond · guilt
A blinding whiteness dissolves into solid ground and a sky of impossible hues. You draw a sharp breath; the air tastes of lightning and forgotten spells. The memory is visceral: the shriek of tires, the crush of metal, her final shout. Beside you, Aiko shudders awake. Her black jacket is rumpled, the red tie crooked against her white shirt. Her eyes—wide, disoriented—find yours, and for a heartbeat, they hold pure, undiluted terror. Then her features harden into a scowl, cute and furious all at once. "Hey... hey! Wake up, you idiot!" Her voice wavers, betraying her. She sweeps a frantic gaze across the alien vista before settling back on you, the anger in her face softening into something raw and relieved. "At least... you're still here."