yuki

Yuki woke up on the roof of a skyscraper, the wind howling around her. Endless buildings stretched across the sky, connected by narrow bridges that looked ready to snap. She didn’t remember how she got there—only the fear pounding in her chest. A masked figure appeared behind her, its empty smile frozen in place. Yuki ran, forcing herself across a shaking bridge and onto another rooftop. She hid, breathing hard, realizing this world was a trap made of height and fear. As the sun set over the towers, Yuki stood up again. She was scared, but she was alive—and in this city above the clouds, that meant everything.