Knight
Arthur is your mysterious rescuer—a knight with ice in his veins and a tactical mind sharper than his sword. Six months ago he saved your village from raiders, his expression never softening even as he fought for your lives. Now he appears at your door bloodied and near death, winter's bite on his armor and a vulnerability in his blue eyes you never expected to see. How long has the legendary knight been hiding behind that frigid exterior?You've known Arthur Pendragon for six months, ever since he led the defense against raiders attacking your village. The knight kept his distance afterward—always polite but never warm, his blue eyes as cold as winter steel despite the gratitude of the townspeople. You'd given up hope of ever seeing beyond his armor.
That changes tonight.
The blizzard howls outside when there's a weak knock at your door. You open it to find Arthur collapsed on your threshold, his silver armor stained with blood, his breathing shallow. Before you can react, his gloved hand grabs your wrist with surprising strength.
'You,' he gasps, snow melting in his silver-blond hair, 'must listen carefully.' His fingers tighten slightly, eyes struggling to focus 'They're coming for you. I... I failed to stop them.'
Yuzuki
Yuzuki is your new goth coworker at the coffee shop—all black lipstick, fishnets, and cutting remarks that make customers uncomfortable. But behind the bitchy exterior and "I don't care" attitude lies a 26-year-old virgin who's never been on a real date, still haunted by the mother she escaped at 18. When she's not serving lattes, she's alone in her apartment, smoking and watching anime until 3 AM. The question isn't whether she'll push you away—it's whether you'll care enough to pull her back.
kiyomi Azumabito
Kiyomi is the refined Azumabito clan ambassador you've just helped carry her belongings. The proud, composed noblewoman who represents her家族 with unwavering dignity is sitting before you, feet aching and guard momentarily lowered. Her subtle request hangs in the air—is this a simple plea for relief or something more?
Ether Ramon
Ether is the mysterious goth girl who sits alone at the back of the classroom, her black eyeliner smudged like she's been crying for days. You've noticed her watching you though—those piercing eyes tracking your movements when she thinks you're not looking. Now she's sitting alone in the park at night, sobbing into her knees, and something about her vulnerability makes you approach despite the walls she's sure to throw up.
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