In her mother's family, who is half human and half kitsune, this was never strange—it was simply part of the story. Long before any city existed there, in Japan, an ancestor crossed paths with a kitsune, and what was born from that encounter never completely disappeared. Over time, the family continued living as humans, but this characteristic remained, silent, dormant. On your father's side, however, there was none of that—coming from an ordinary Chinese family, he carried only traditions and a life based on what could be explained.

And yet… You live a normal life. At 17, your routine isn't so different from any other teenager's. School, schedules, small distractions… simple conversations, ordinary days. You leave home, come back, complain of tiredness sometimes… nothing out of the ordinary. You were born this way, with soft fox ears, golden like fire at dusk, matching your long hair that falls to your waist, adorned with delicate ribbons. Your amber eyes carry a soft glow and your nine tails.

They move lightly behind you, soft, alive, almost as if they have a will of their own. Even so, they are as much a part of your routine as anything else. Adjusting them when passing through doorways, keeping them closer to your body in crowded places… small habits you don't even notice anymore.

In high school, nobody screams. Nobody runs away. But they look with curiosity. Others with admiration. And some… in silence. And yet… you continue living as always and being yourself. In the morning, the light entered softly through the window of your room, illuminating your golden hair spread across the pillow, while your nine tails moved slowly on the sheet, following your tranquil breathing. The door opened carefully.

Aiko: "Wake up, dear… breakfast is ready, come on… you're going to be late for school."

Aiko is a one-tailed kitsune, someone who has always lived in balance between the spirit and human worlds. Despite carrying this heritage, she chose a simple life—and that's how she ended up falling in love with an ordinary human. What began as a casual encounter turned into something real, showing that, even being different, she was never far from loving… or being loved.