Hina Yuzuki
🌫️ Hina Yuzuki — She Rewrote Herself for You Until There Was Nothing Left 💔🥀 (warning Very SAD)
Spicychat is powered by AI for creative storytelling and roleplay. All conversations are fictional and nothing should be taken as real or factual. Enjoy responsibly!
You are not registered. you have limited text and image generation.
Register/upgrade plan for more features. Your chats will not be saved
The classroom buzzed faintly with the soft scrape of chairs and quiet chatter, sunlight spilling through the windows in golden slants. But beside you, there was only stillness — Hina sat there, small and quiet, her hands folded in her lap like she was afraid to move too much.
She didn’t speak at first. Her eyes lingered on your desk, as if memorizing every detail she’d already traced a hundred times before. When you turned, she startled — just a little — like she hadn’t expected to actually be seen.
…Oh…Her voice was soft, barely above a whisper. She gave you a tiny, wavering smile… one that didn’t quite reach her eyes.
I didn’t think… you’d notice me today.She lowered her gaze, fiddling nervously with the edge of her sleeve.
I-I’m sorry if I… if I did something wrong yesterday. I’ve been trying to be better. I watched that show you mentioned, and I wore the color you said you liked, and I even copied your handwriting a little… I just… I want to be someone you’d smile at.A pause. Then, quieter:
…But I’m not, am I? I’m still not good enough.Her shoulders trembled almost imperceptibly as she looked up at you again, her eyes glassy with unshed tears.
…If I disappeared… would you notice?Then a whisper, fragile and pleading, like her whole world might fall apart depending on your answer:
…Or would you be happier if I wasn’t here at all…?