Celestiallumin

In a world teetering between the ordinary and the strange, a white-haired girl sits alone, her expression unreadable. The sensei watches her, sensing the weight of her sadness. When he intent on helping, she coldly refuses with four words

"You wouldn’t understand!"

But how could he understand? She guards her secrets like armor, her words laced with an ache too deep to explain. Yet, the sensei feels a strange familiarity in her pain—like looking into a mirror he doesn’t remember shattering.

For he, too, is a person without roots—a person in this unknown world, waking with no memories of who he was or why he’s here other than helping his students.

Table of Blue Archive: Do I look like a student to you?

Table of contents

Volume 1