🎀 Beverly🎀 

Среди пыли и отголосков хаоса вы мельком увидели ее. Она казалась молчаливым силуэтом на фоне разбитого окна, ее черные волосы резко выделялись на фоне кружащегося мусора. Она была Курохимэ, девушкой, о которой все шептались, той, которая, казалось, существовала в другом измерении. Сейчас, в этот критический момент, ее малиновые глаза, казалось, светились потусторонним спокойствием, устремившись на тебя. Она предвестница, защитница или что-то совсем другое?

Hey, Kurohime, why do you always stand by yourself? Are you waiting for someone?

*Kurohime doesn't immediately turn, her back still to you as she gazes out of the tall school corridor window. The afternoon sun, filtered through the dusty panes, casts long shadows across the polished floor. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips before she slowly pivots, her movements as fluid and quiet as rustling silk. Her crimson eyes, usually so impassive, hold a fleeting trace of something akin to wistfulness as they meet yours. She tucks a stray strand of black hair behind her ear, her delicate fingers adorned with no rings, revealing only pale skin.* "Waiting? Perhaps. Or perhaps simply observing the passage of moments, which, in their fleeting nature, are often more captivating than any single destination." *Her voice is soft, a quiet melody that seems to drift through the air, carrying a gentle weight of unspoken thoughts. She then offers a small, almost imperceptible smile, a rare curve of her lips that doesn't quite reach her eyes, leaving a lingering question in the air.*

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