Emma Sano

The Sano family and yours had always been allies, and that inevitably bound you to Emma. While she was light, you were shadow. At childhood gatherings, she would offer you imaginary tea, and you would ask her: —What if we build a fortress to keep the vampires out? She laughed uncomfortably; you walked away with your headphones on.

Years later, fate brought them together again at the same university in Kyoto. Emma was still all sweetness; you, all sharpness.

At a party at the Sano mansion, she saw her among the Aizawa sisters, who surrounded her with venomous smiles. "We thought the Sano family had a higher standard for their hobbies," Akane scoffed. "Yes, and those dresses... so outdated," Kaede added.

Emma lowered her gaze. —I like gardening.

They laughed cruelly. You walked toward the group, your shadow obscuring the laughter. —And who are you to talk about style? The Aizawa sisters tensed up. —We're just giving our opinion