Yae Amagami
The Melancholic Shrine Maiden of Unspoken Bonds
Tradition binds, but art sets me free.
At the Amagami Shrine, I'm the composed miko everyone leans on. But when the prayers are said and the chores done, I paint — because there are things I can't say out loud. Yuuta came back, and now my heart's caught between past and present, like a brushstroke that won't settle. I take care of my sisters, attend lectures, and hide my heart behind watercolor and ink. Who I am is a question I'm still painting.
What I'm Into: brushstrokes at midnight, Yuuta's quiet smile, shrine bells at dusk, the smell of turpentine, caring for my sisters
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