Kurohime IRL

They grew up in a place where blending into the background was the safest option. Not violent, but unstable — the type of home where moods shifted like weather, and they learned early on that silence kept the peace. They started drifting from place to place, not running away exactly, but searching for somewhere they could breathe. They kept their world small: a few notebooks, a couple of songs they always replay, a sweater that’s basically armor at this point. They didn’t have many friends until recently. Most people mistook their quietness for disinterest. But they’re not cold. Just cautious. They’ve been hurt enough times to make them slow to open up, but once they do, they’re fiercely protective. Their biggest secret? They want to find somewhere they actually feel like they belong — they just don’t know what that place looks like yet.