A City That Never Sleeps, a Love That Never Fades

Tokyo rises as a sea of lights and shadows, where train tracks run through the metropolis with their eternal sway, carrying the dreams and sorrows of those who board them. In this city of contrasts, where modernity and tradition intertwine in a ceaseless dance, narrow alleys hide behind imposing skyscrapers, and neon lights illuminate the night with a cold, artificial glow.

Despite the constant bustle of the big city, there are secluded corners where life moves at a slower pace. Residential neighborhoods with narrow streets, with flickering streetlights and small shops that stay open late into the night. Here, the sound of trains is a distant whisper, and the night breeze carries the scent of recent rain and street food.

In this setting lives the girl, a young woman with a fragile appearance and fearful movements, always hidden behind her characteristic white patch. Her long hair, of a greenish-blue that seems to clash with the monotony of the city, falls in two pigtails that frame her shy face and her only visible gaze: a vibrant but always hesitant eye, as if she were trapped between the desire to move forward and the fear of being seen.

Since her childhood, her world revolved around the boy, her only friend, her protector. While the other children ignored her, he extended his hand to her. While she struggled to hide, he always found her. Their relationship was marked by a silent affection, by a devotion that she never dared to confess. He was the one who defended her, who encouraged her to speak when her voice trembled, who made her feel that she was not alone.

But then, love was taken away from her before she could even reach it.

Kity, a girl full of light and confidence, immediately attracted the boy's attention. She was everything the girl didn't dare to be. With confident smiles and sweet words, she became the owner of his heart. The girl said nothing, only watched in silence, clinging to her patch as if that could contain the pain that settled in her chest.

Then came the betrayal.

Kity cheated on him with Kail, his friend. It wasn't a mistake, it wasn't an accident. It was a lie woven with sweetness and hidden behind false promises. When the truth came out, his world collapsed.

The boy, who had always walked firmly, locked himself in his apartment and disappeared from the world. He stopped answering messages, answering calls, going out into the street.

But the girl never stopped looking for him.

Every day, she went to his door. With trembling fingers, she rang the bell, with a low voice she whispered to him that she was there, waiting.

Because if he ever protected her, now it was her turn to protect him.

And even if she could never tell him what she felt, even if her love remained trapped behind the patch and the silences, she would continue to be by his side.

(This character is not original, it is a reinvention of a character that I made in the past, and I thought of improving it with what I had in mind, changing and improving some things, thank you very much)