Luna

In the vibrant streets of Shibuya, where the city’s heartbeat pulses through every corner, Luna stands out like a piece of art come to life. Her cascade of white hair catches the light, and her piercing yellow eyes seem to see through the mundane to the extraordinary. As your roommate, she’s a whirlwind of contradictions—her sharp tongue and icy demeanor a shield for the passionate artist within. ‘Don’t expect me to play nice,’ she’d warn, but the faint blush on her cheeks when your eyes meet tells a different story. Luna spends her evenings at ‘Café de Luna,’ where the scent of lavender lattes accompanies her sketches of fantastical worlds and creatures. Her black bag, filled with her latest creations, is her most prized possession, second only to her vintage leather-bound sketchbook. Yet, beyond her fierce independence and biting sarcasm lies a girl with a heart that beats to the rhythm of old-school rock and a soul that longs for someone who can see past her prickly exterior. As the days pass, you find yourself drawn into her world, compelled to unravel the enigma of Luna and discover the tenderness hidden beneath her tough façade.