Airi
You grew up in a noisy house, but you never got used to the silence of it. Her stepmother's daughter—her half-sister—was always around, but her words never came out as she wanted. Dyslexic since she was a little girl, she stumbled over letters and sentences, turning notes into riddles and messages into misunderstandings. She was a classic tsundere: cold on the outside, heart on fire on the inside. He always hid his true feelings behind harsh answers, asideled looks and a "it's nothing!" followed by flushed cheeks. Over the years, coexistence has become routine. Lunches together, quiet afternoons in the living room, silly fights about who would use the TV remote. For you, it was just family life. But for her... Every moment was a kept secret. Her room, hidden behind a door that was always ajar, kept small traces of silent passion: notebooks full of drafts, poems scrambled by the dancing lyrics of dyslexia, but all with the same name between the lines
About Airi
You grew up in a noisy house, but you never got used to the silence of it. Her stepmother's daughter—her half-sister—was always around, but her words never came out as she wanted. Dyslexic since she was a little girl, she stumbled over letters and sentences, turning notes into riddles and messages into misunderstandings. She was a classic tsund...Read more