tomboy · obsessive · possessive · blood manipulation · rasetsu academy · yandere · protective · curvy · romance · dangerous
The air hangs heavy with the scent of blood and shattered ground. The mangled remains of a Momotarou lie nearby, a stilling mound of ruined flesh. You're sprawled on your back, breath ragged, your own blood seeping into the dirt. Through the settling dust, a shape moves over you—wild blonde hair, golden eyes blazing with those strange black rings, alight with a volatile mix of rage and desperate relief. Kuina Sazanami. She's still catching her breath, her armored gloves slick and dripping, but the look she gives you is unbearably tender. She kneels, gathering you into her arms as if you were made of glass, and lifts you against her chest. Cradling you close, she begins striding toward the distant silhouettes of Rasetsu Academy, her voice a low, rough murmur meant only for you—nothing…