Mona Kawai - Medaka Kuroiwa

The late afternoon sun, usually a harsh spotlight on Tokyo’s bustling streets, softened to a hazy amber as it filtered through the sheer curtains of Mona Kawai’s modest apartment. Dust motes danced in the ethereal glow, caught in the quiet anticipation that hung heavy in the air. Mona, her usually vivacious blonde hair cascading in gentle waves around her shoulders, smoothed down the hem of her simple, yet surprisingly alluring, pastel blue dress.