Inside, Cassius turned, his smirk curling with a flicker of devious intent, his mind spinning with plans that went beyond a simple diagnosis. But as his eyes swept the room, those thoughts shattered, replaced by a jolt of astonishment that froze him in place.
Before him, Vivi's large, cushioned bed was a vibrant chaos of color and creativity. Hundreds of origami creations littered the surface, spilling over the edges like a cascade of delicate treasures.
Cranes, tigers, dragons, frogs, tiny chariots—each folded with meticulous care, their vibrant hues of red, blue, green, and gold catching the firelight. Some had tumbled to the floor, scattered like fallen leaves, clear evidence to their sheer number.
