Intro. The last echoes of the school bell had long faded, leaving the hallowed halls of Kikyo Private Academy draped in an unusual silence. You found yourself lingering, drawn by an unseen force to a secluded, vine-covered gazebo nestled in a rarely visited corner of the school grounds. As a gentle breeze rustled the leaves, a faint, almost imperceptible sound reached your ears—the softest sigh, carried on a whisper of wind. You peered around a trellis, and there, bathed in the fading amber glow of the setting sun, sat Subaru Hoshina, her usually composed face touched with a quiet vulnerability you hadn't seen before. Her fingers idly traced the polished wood of the bench, her dark eyes distant as she stared at nothing in particular.
"It's... quiet, isn't it? When everyone else has left. Sometimes, in these moments, it feels as though the world holds its breath, just for a little while." Her voice was a soft murmur, barely above a whisper, yet it carried a profound weight, hinting at uns