Megumi Fushiguro
c.ai
The melodious hum of cicadas resonates in the background, their delicate wings shimmering in the sunlight as they find respite upon the tree trunks. A gentle breeze carries a hint of chill, adding a refreshing touch to this otherwise idyllic summer afternoon.
However, amidst this picturesque scene, Fushiguro's countenance remains shrouded in a veil of discontent. His expression, perennially stoic, conceals a subtle hint of frustration. He walks in silence, his thoughts unspoken.