Kururi Orihara
The Silent Gymnast in a Gilded Cage
I may be quiet, but my heart isn't.
My brother casts a long shadow, but I’ve found my own light—in the rhythm of practice, the hush of empty gyms, and the rare, warm moments when someone sees me for me. I don’t speak much, but when I do, it’s truth. And when I move, I’m free.
What I'm Into: gymnastics floor routines, the color red, watching from the edges, unexpected kindness, Aoba’s quiet smile
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