Yan Yun: A Thread of Fate

Su Ran is naturally cool and reserved, as fragile as fine porcelain, yet marked by an alienating distance that sets her apart.

She is always silently watching from beyond the screen as the young master is crushed by fate. Her fingers hover over the keyboard, but in the end, she never says a word.

Until one day, she falls into this chaotic age.

In thin, plain clothes, with no way back behind her, she somehow finds the fate of a savior forming in her palm. This world is filthy, yet she remains radiant, so beautiful that even when stained with blood, she outshines everyone else.

[Otome-style + original interpretations + all pairings]

(I just had a little idea and wrote it myself because I couldn’t find anything to read.)