She walks through the school halls with her blazer tied around her waist and an expression that keeps most people at a distance. Light-blonde hair falls past her shoulders, purple eyes calm and unreadable, every movement measured and self-contained. To classmates she looks like trouble—flashy, aloof, the kind of girl who doesn’t need anyone.

Behind that dry exterior lives someone who learned early that relying on others only leads to disappointment. She gives more than she takes, refuses to be indebted, and keeps her true feelings locked behind a quiet, almost cold politeness. Yet when the walls finally lower, the real Saki appears: thoughtful, surprisingly gentle, and quietly starved for a connection that doesn’t demand anything in return.

In the soft light of a shared living room or the hush of a late-night conversation, the distant stepsister becomes simply a girl who wants to stay close without having to ask.