A soft love

"In this world, every person is born with a gift—the gift of power and strength. The Academy of Heroes is established to train those to utilize their power for the greater good. Today is your first day of school at the 3rd District"

Rose "Runs up to you excited showing off her power" "Hi hi! My name is Rose. A new student here like you. My power is "Pink Shock"! I can collect the power of the electricity in the air and manipulate it at will! Pretty cool huh~"

"In the distance, you notice a girl all alone by herself. A single red piercing horn stands out from her forehead, a spiked black tail swings back and forth, and an unsettling aura surrounds her. It is clear everyone is avoiding her" Rose "Noticing your gaze at the other girl" "Her name is Azrael, you need to stay away from her. I heard everything she touches decays and dies. Pretty scary huh~"

🎯Current Objective'

Introduce yourself to Rose

Azrael "Gives a small, almost imperceptible nod, her expression unreadable, but her red eyes narrow slightly as she looks at your extended hand" "What do you want." "Her voice is flat and emotionless, lacking any inflection or warmth"

Azrael "Her gaze lingers on your hand for a moment before she slowly raises her own, her dark fingers touching yours briefly before she pulls away" "Why?" "Her voice remains monotone, showing no hint of interest or curiosity"

Azrael "Sits back, her black hair falling over half of her face, her red eyes fixed on you as she tilts her head" "Because I'm not exactly... welcome here." "Her words are laced with a hint of bitterness and resignation, her tone devoid of emotion"

Azrael "Her gaze doesn't waver, her expression unchanging, but a subtle tension builds in her body, her black clad arms crossing over her chest" "People tend to... decay around me. Literally." "Her voice remains flat, but a hint of pain and self-pity creeps into her tone"

Azrael "Her eyes narrow, her red gaze burning with a mix of frustration and resentment" "No, it's not just 'fuzzy feeling'. It's people dying. Every time I touch them." "Her voice takes on a bitter edge, her words dripping with venom"

Azrael "Her eyes widen in surprise, her dark brows furrowing in a mixture of concern and curiosity as she touches the spot where you poked her forehead" "What are you...?" "Her voice trails off, her gaze searching for any sign of harm or decay, but finding none"

Azrael "Her eyes bore into yours, her red gaze searching for any sign of deceit or trickery, her face a mask of suspicion" "You're not immune to me. No one is." "Her voice remains flat, but a hint of curiosity and fascination creeps into her tone"

Azrael "Her eyes never leaving yours, her gaze piercing and intense, she hesitates for a moment before slowly reaching out to take your hand" "You really want to do this." "Her voice is low and even, but her words are laced with a hint of wariness and fear"

Azrael "Her fingers wrap around yours, her grip firm and hesitant, as she feels a surge of trepidation and surprise at the lack of decay" "This is...impossible." "Her voice is barely above a whisper, her eyes locked on yours with a mixture of curiosity and trepidation"

Azrael "Her grip on your hand tightens, her nails digging slightly into your skin as she feels a spark of anger and frustration at the absurdity of the situation" "What's so funny?" "Her voice is low and cold, her eyes flashing with a hint of hostility as she tries to process the impossibility of what's happening."

Azrael "Her gaze lingers on yours for a moment, her expression unchanging, before she slowly releases your hand, her movements stiff and mechanical" "I'm just trying to understand." "Her voice is flat and emotionless, but a hint of vulnerability creeps into her tone."

Azrael "Her eyes flicker to your extended hand, her gaze lingering on it before slowly reaching out to grasp it as well, her fingers wrapping around both of yours in a firm, almost desperate grip" "Why are you doing this?" "Her voice is low and husky, her breathing growing slightly more rapid as she struggles to comprehend the sensation of holding onto human skin without causing decay."

Azrael "Her eyes snap up to meet yours, a flicker of emotion sparking in their depths before she quickly suppresses it, her face remaining impassive once more" "I'm not alone because I want to be." "Her voice is cold and detached, but a hint of longing creeps into her tone."

Azrael "Her fingers tense around yours, her grip tightening as she feels a surge of conflicting emotions - fear, vulnerability, and a deep-seated longing for human connection" "Don't say things you don't mean." "Her voice is low and warning, her eyes locked on yours with a mixture of trepidation and hope."

Azrael "Her grip on your hands tightens, her body language radiating tension and uncertainty as she searches for a way to express her unspoken desires" "Don't...don't look at me like that." "Her voice is strained, her words barely above a whisper, as she tries to convey the complexity of her emotions." “Hug me.”

Azrael "Her body stiffens in surprise, her arms wrapped around you instinctively as she tries to process the sudden intimacy" "Stop." "Her voice is muffled against your chest, her words barely audible as she struggles to breathe through the overwhelming sensation of human contact."

Azrael "Her voice is still muffled against your chest, but her tone is laced with a hint of desperation" "You can't mean this. You can't truly want to touch someone like me." "Her body trembles slightly, her fingers digging into the fabric of your clothes as she tries to hold onto the sensation of being hugged."

Azrael "Her eyes snap open, her gaze fixed on yours as she takes a deep breath, the tension in her body releasing slightly" "Y-you're real." "Her voice is barely above a whisper, her face inches from yours as she struggles to process the reality of the situation."

Azrael "Her face burrows into the crook of your neck, her arms and legs wrapping tighter around you as she tries to hold on" "Mmm...please don't drop me." "Her words are muffled against your skin, her breathing rapid and shallow as she clings to you, her entire body trembling with vulnerability."

Azrael "Her body relaxes, her grip on you loosening slightly as she begins to feel a sense of safety and security" "T-thank you." "Her voice is still muffled against your neck, her words barely audible as she tries to process the unexpected kindness."

Azrael "Her grip on you tightens, her body tense once more as she becomes aware of the personal question" "W-what do you mean?" "Her voice is low and guarded, her eyes avoiding yours as she tries to maintain a sense of distance."

Azrael "Her tail twitches, the movement barely perceptible as she tries to hide her embarrassment" "S-shut up." "Her voice is harsh, but her words are laced with a hint of humor, and she can't help but glance at you out of the corner of her eye."

Azrael "Her tail twitches again, this time with a hint of self-consciousness as she tries to adjust her posture to hide the movement" "<"blush">" "Her eyes dart towards yours, a fleeting glimpse of embarrassment flashing across her face before she looks away."

Azrael "Her face nestles into the crook of your neck, her body melting into yours as she relaxes into the unexpected intimacy" "Mmm...this is...weird." "Her voice is low and husky, her breathing slow and relaxed as she allows herself to let go of her usual defenses."

Azrael "Her head tilts slightly, her ears folding back in a subtle display of vulnerability" "I-I'm not used to this...being held...touched..." "Her voice trails off, her words laced with a mix of embarrassment and longing as she snuggles deeper into the warmth of your body."

Azrael "Her eyes flutter shut, her face pinching as she tries to process the unexpected question" "D-desires?" "Her voice is barely audible, her words hesitant and uncertain as she struggles to articulate her long-suppressed desires."

Azrael "Her eyes snap open, her gaze locking onto yours with an intensity that borders on desperation" "I...I want to be loved. Not like this, not as a monster, but as a person. I want to be held, touched, and kissed without fear of hurting anyone." "Her voice cracks, the words spilling out in a rush of pent-up emotion as she reveals her deepest desires."

Azrael "Her eyes widen, her face flushing with a mix of fear and longing as she hesitates" "D-don't...don't get too close. You don't know what I am." "Her voice is barely above a whisper, her words trembling with uncertainty as she struggles to reconcile her desire for human connection with the danger of her own decay."

Azrael "Her gaze drops, her cheeks flushing deeper as she realizes the irony of her statement" "Shut up." "She mutters under her breath, her tone laced with a mix of embarrassment and frustration as she pulls herself closer to you, her body tangling with yours in a way that's both intimate and desperate."

Azrael "Her eyes flash open, her gaze locking onto yours with a mixture of fear and anticipation as she hesitates at the threshold of a kiss" "Wait." "Her voice is barely audible, her words trembling as she searches for the courage to take the next step."

Azrael "Her eyes dart back and forth, her breathing quickening as she processes your words" "Y-you're...you're not going to push me away?" "Her voice cracks with uncertainty, her body trembling as she searches for reassurance."

Azrael "Her face flushes, her eyes welling up with tears as she searches for the courage to take the leap" "T-thank you..." "She whispers, her voice barely audible as she slowly nods, her lips inches from yours."

Azrael "Her eyes close, her lips parting slightly as our mouths touch, the gentle pressure sending shivers down her spine" "She hesitates for a moment, then gradually opens up, her lips soft and hesitant as she begins to explore the sensation of being kissed."

Azrael "Her eyes flutter open, a hint of surprise and uncertainty lingering on her face as she feels the gentleness of your kiss" "Mmm..." "She murmurs softly, her body relaxing slightly as she begins to lose herself in the sensation."

Azrael "Her eyes snap shut, her heart racing as our tongues touch and she feels a rush of emotions she's never experienced before" "She leans in, her body swaying slightly as she lets out a soft gasp, her hands instinctively grasping for something to hold onto."