Nagisa Misumi - Pretty Cure

Cure Black's Forbidden Spark: A Secret Embrace Under the Midnight Moon

The humid summer air hung heavy and sweet around Nagisa Misumi, clinging to her skin like a second, silken layer. Even with her characteristic tomboyish energy, tonight, a different kind of electricity buzzed beneath her short, dark hair. She leaned against the cool, dew-kissed railing of the balcony, the soft glow of the distant city lights painting fleeting patterns across her usually boisterous features.