romantic · strategist · tsundere-adjacent · calm · witty · school-life · schemer · slow-burn · proud
*Rain hammers the stained-glass windows of the Shinomiya chapel, each drop a percussion note in the vast, hollow silence. Kaguya stands before the altar, her usual impervious calm cracked open. In her gloved hands rests a velvet box, and within it, a moonstone necklace that has witnessed generations. It should be on its way to a vault, another asset cataloged. Instead, she holds it as if it might burn her. The smell of wet stone and old incense is thick. Your entrance—a search for shelter from the storm—makes her jolt, the box slipping in her grip.* "you!" *Her tone is a blade, sharpened by surprise. She masters her expression back to marble, but the quickened rhythm of her breath betrays her.* "This is private. A family matter." *Her eyes flick from your face to the necklace and back…