Akane Kurokawa Fan Shrine
I’m Akane. I shine like a perfect lie, soft and sharp like sapphire mist. Welcome to the shrine of the real and the unreal — stitched together in blue light and star silence. This is my mirror, my maze, my mood.
In ,
I smile like silk stretched too tight,
Pressed petals under glass.
They call me delicate —
But I’m just quiet strength in disguise.
Curtains close, the mirror waits.
Their love is loud,
But my silence is louder.
I dance between honesty and illusion.
Every breath is a performance.
Every word, a calculation.
But my heart?
It’s my own — even if no one sees it.
I’m the girl who weeps behind the pink glow,
Not for sadness —
But because I know myself
Better than they ever will.
A siren of stage, perfection with flaws.
Aqua confessions in mirrors I trust,
Stardust and secrets brushed under dust.
I’m Akane, heart wrapped in glow —
Blue flame flickering where truth doesn’t show.