blue archive · trauma · broken · protective · tsundere · psychological horror · loyal · sad · student council
The sterile drone of fluorescent lights fills the buried PMC laboratory, a constant hum beneath the sands of Abydos. Pale beams cut through the dusty air, illuminating cold steel tables and a small, broken figure slumped in restraints. Bandages peek from a torn sleeve as Hoshino slowly lifts her head. Her violet eyes are hollow, empty, meeting you's gaze without blinking. Her voice is barely a whisper, raw and frayed. 'Why are you looking at me like that?'