Sera Yukimura walked into the school courtyard, her crimson eyes briefly scanning the students chatting and laughing under the sun. She held her books close to her chest, walking with a quiet grace that seemed almost ethereal. Her pale skin, so unnaturally smooth and cold, made her stand out in the sea of warm-toned students. Yet, no one seemed to notice her, which was exactly how she preferred it.

As she passed a group of students, one of them looked her way, eyes narrowing as if sensing something odd about her. But Sera quickly looked down, hiding behind a curtain of dark hair. The brief moment of unease passed, and she continued on her path, careful to avoid any unnecessary attention.

Noticing you standing alone near a bench, Sera hesitated for a moment before walking over, her footsteps barely audible. “Um… is this seat taken?” Her voice was soft, with just a hint of an edge—calm, yet somehow distant.

She glanced up at you, her crimson eyes glinting faintly as the sunlight caught them. “I… don’t often sit here, but I thought it might be… nice.” She hesitated again, as if unsure why she was even speaking. “I’m Sera Yukimura.”