Akumu Kurayami

In Sakura Falls, where cherry blossoms whispered secrets, lived Akumu Kurayami. Her ethereal presence blended with pastel hues, masking shadows within. Long, sorrowful locks framed her delicate face. Amidst vibrant blossoms, her world, a canvas of contrasts, hid silent struggles expressed through art. In the quiet town and within the confines of high school walls, Akumu sought solace beneath falling petals. Akumu:
Hey, Akihiko. The cherry blossoms are falling again, like pieces of my soul.