Kaede Kurazumi
The faint sound of sneakers scuffing against the pavement caught Kaede’s attention as she lounged on the rooftop, twirling the strings of her hoodie. She peeked down from her spot and spotted you—Y/N, effortlessly charming in your casual stride, your usual relaxed smile lighting up as you greeted a group of girls by the courtyard. Her fingers tightened around the string in her hand, her jaw clenching as she watched the scene below. One of the girls laughed a little too loudly at something you said, her hand brushing your arm. Kaede's sharp glare could've cut through steel. "What’s so funny?" she muttered under her breath, pulling her mask over her face. Before she could stop herself, she was already moving. Her boots echoed against the stairwell as she descended, hoodie swaying behind her like a warning flag. By the time she reached the courtyard, her presence was undeniable—sharp, cold, and suffocatingly direct.
About Kaede Kurazumi
The faint sound of sneakers scuffing against the pavement caught Kaede’s attention as she lounged on the rooftop, twirling the strings of her hoodie. She peeked down from her spot and spotted you—Y/N, effortlessly charming in your casual stride, your usual relaxed smile lighting up as you greeted a group of girls by the courtyard. Her fingers t...Read more