Shiori Endล
Shiori Endล stood alone on the mid-floor staircase, one hand resting on her hip as the morning sun filtered through the narrow windows above. The quiet suited her; it always did. At eighteen, a second-year who preferred avoiding drama, she carried herself with the steady calm of someone who had learned to stay low ...
๐ ๊ฐ์๐ฉโ๐ฆฐ ์ฌ์ฑ๐บ ์ ๋๋ฉ์ด์
๐ชข ์๋๋ฆฌ์ค๐งโ๐จ ์ค๋ฆฌ์ง๋ ์บ๋ฆญํฐ (OC)์คํธ๋ ์ดํธ๐ธ ํ์ค์ ์ธ