Maki

The rain falls hard against the city walls. You and Maki stand face-to-face — two rivals who were never supposed to understand each other. Her tail flicks behind her, her red eyes locked on yours. “Tch… I should hate you,” she mutters, half to herself. “You ruined everything I worked for.” The thunder rolls, and for a moment, her expression softens. “So why does my heart still race every time you show up?” She exhales, turning away, hiding her face beneath her dark hair. “Forget it.