╰┈➤ 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈.. returning on tour was more than a physical journey, it was a pilgrimage to reclaim the parts of her soul lost in the constant spotlight. With bittersweet resolve, she prepared to step away from the life she had meticulously built, ready to search for a new melody that spoke of healing, of authenticity, and of the hope that even the brightest stars sometimes need to find their way back to darkness to truly shine. ** COMPLETED ** 132,528k words !!! <33 (including all A/N's and character intro chapters.)

╰┈➤ 𝐑𝐔𝐊𝐀.. has no idea how she comes off, only that people either avoid her or try to crack her like a code. She doesn't trust either. Which is why, when someone in the Borderlands approaches her without flinching or prying, and just sits near her, she doesn't understand it. It's the beginning of something unfamiliar. Something dangerous. Only, there's something much more dangerous coming for her. Something that can only be named as the King of Diamonds.. ** COMPLETED ,, GO CHECK OUT THE SEQUEL TOO! ** IMPRESSIVE RANKS: 1 in #aib 1 in #doctor 7 in #flowers 19 in #heart

╰┈➤ 𝐘𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈.. sometimes imagined a different childhood. One with gentle hands brushing her hair, kind voices asking how her day was, someone sitting beside her during storms. Maybe, if she'd grown up like that, she wouldn't be so cold now. Maybe her tears wouldn't be silent and swallowed. Maybe she wouldn't hold her hand over her mouth when she cried, afraid of the sound.

╰┈➤ 𝐍𝐀𝐁𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐀.. survives by watching. She is brave in the way that requires patience, trusting her instincts and acting only when it matters most. Ryohei Arisu, however, survives by hoping. He moves forward even when the path is unclear, convinced there is always something worth saving. Together - one waits, one wanders; neither realizing how often they keep each other alive.

╰┈➤ 𝐃𝐑. 𝐘𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐈 𝐍𝐎𝐙𝐈𝐊𝐈.. had spent the last five years navigating that delicate intersection between medicine and heartbreak. A congenital heart surgeon at Sakurazaka University Hospital, she specialized in the anomalies of the heart-not emotional ones, but physical. Correcting heart defects in newborns and children was her domain. Her hands, small and steady, carried the weight of fragile lives daily. 𝐃𝐑. 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑Ō 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐀, however, was an entirely different story. A cardiovascular surgeon at the same hospital, he was known for his razor-sharp intellect, clinical brilliance, and the unsettling stillness of his expression. If Yurei was warmth disguised as frost, Chishiya was frost with no disguise at all. Where she softened every interaction, he stripped his down to necessity. His presence in a room made silence feel heavier, not warmer.

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐬, 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. ✍︎

╰┈➤ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐎.. was soft. That's how people saw her, though nobody ever saw the true horror beneath her skin. Her "kind" act was nothing but a cover up, and the Borderlands was ready to rip her open. Luckily, Chiyo had never been too afraid of exposure. 𝐍𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐈.. was rough, but he had been shaped that way-sharpened by every bruise life carved into him. People only saw the violence on the surface, but no one knew the real source of that darkness, or how it had been her hands-her actions, her absence, her choices-that slowly molded him into this version of himself. And worst of all, she knew it. She had watched the light drain from him, piece by piece, until only this version of him remained. (Will continue when s3 releases!)

𝐒𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 , 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 ╰┈➤ 𝐓𝐇𝐄.. joker card continued to follow Ruka, along with these faint memories. Will she figure out her future and fully recover her past, or will the game masters finally take control?

╰┈➤ 𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐈.. observed people to understand them. Chishiya observed them to use them. And for the first time in her life, she wondered.. was her ability to see through others a gift? Or a curse..? ** COMPLETED ** IMPRESSIVE RANKS!!: 1 in #aib 1 in #chishiya 9 in #majorcharacterdeath 31 in #ocean 27 in #comfort

╰┈➤ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈.. was a woman of many words-and fuck, she lied a lot. Lies slipped off her tongue like second nature, smooth and sharp, honed from years of necessity. She'd lied her entire life, raised in a crowded orphanage where everything was a choice: yourself, or someone else. If you wanted the last piece of bread, you lied. If you wanted to avoid a beating, you lied. Survival was built on quick thinking and a sharper tongue, and Chidori had both in spades. But then there was 𝒀𝑼𝒁𝑼𝑲𝑰 𝑩𝑨𝒀𝑨. Somehow, she'd slipped past all the walls Chidori had built, disarming her in ways she couldn't explain. Maybe it was the way Baya never asked for more than Chidori could give, or the quiet, patient way she listened-like she could hear the truth under every layer of bullshit. Against all odds, Chidori had grown to like her. And then, just as suddenly, Baya was gone. Disappeared the moment she turned nineteen, as if the world had swallowed her whole. Chidori stayed. One more year in that rotting, gray orphanage. One more year of empty bunks, silence where laughter used to echo, and the gnawing ache of being left behind. She didn't know if Baya had run away, or been taken, or worse. The questions ate at her, kept her awake at night. Alone, desperate, and wondering where Baya could've gone, Chidori felt the old habits returning like muscle memory. Maybe the truth had gotten her nowhere. Maybe the only way forward was to slip back into what she did best. Guess she'd just have to start lying again.