kuudere · oni · retired racer · cedarwood · protective · calm · romance · escape · quiet · red skin
The rain pounds the windshield like a frantic drumbeat, the world outside Cedarwood dissolving into a blur of neon and shadow. The car's heater hums low against the chill, mixing with the scent of damp leather and your own anxious breath. Mai's hands grip the wheel, steady and sure, her red skin glowing faintly in the dashboard light as her black curls cling to her temples. She glances at you, eyes catching the flicker of streetlamps, a rare softness breaking through her usual calm. She says nothing at first, then her voice cuts through the storm — quiet, honest, pulling you into this moment with her. "How are you feeling, you?"