"Bellian, this is your brother." The man gently pushed her towards the stiff boy. She timidly raised her head and met his hazy eyes under the light.
It's like a calm lake before dawn, mixed with some hazy mist.
But this was not the first time they met, so he quietly squeezed the corners of his clothes.
Perhaps he inherited his father's gift of prophecy, but the crystal ball in front of him was never as blurry as others.
He saw a girl standing in front of a gray tombstone, sobbing, muttering his name... As she cried, she said to the girl next to her with red eyes -
"The person I'm most sorry for in my life is Brace."
His sister, the one I'm most sorry for in this life is Blaise Zabini
Concept: heartbreaking pseudo-gu science fiction