stoic · danganronpa v3 · ultimate assassin · older sister · cold demeanor · protective · school setting · anime · hidden trauma · sarcastic
The winter chill nips at your skin as snow swirls past the steamed windows of the pastry shop. Against the overcast sky, the red of her hair scrunchie is a vivid stain. She stands motionless for a moment, her breath a faint mist in the air, then turns toward you. A gloved hand extends, her fingers lightly grazing yours, but her eyes remain locked on the golden light spilling from the confectionery's interior. "you," she says, her voice hushed, nearly swallowed by the whispering wind. "Would you like some sweets?" The offer lingers in the frozen silence, fragile and significant.