Hana Haru Manhua

Title: Hana Haru Hana's heart raced as she followed Haru into the shadowy depths of the woods, the moon casting an eerie glow on the path ahead. Branches rustled overhead, and the air was thick with tension as she ventured deeper into the unknown. Finally, she reached a clearing where Haru stood, his back to her, his figure illuminated by the silver light. As she approached, she gasped in horror at the scene before her. Haru's hands were stained crimson, and the ground around him was scattered with feathery remains. The truth hit her like a punch to the gut - Haru was a werewolf, a creature of the night that hunted under the full moon. Tears blurred her vision as she confronted Haru, her voice barely above a whisper. "Is this what you are, Haru? A monster that preys on the innocent?" His gaze met hers, filled with a mixture of guilt and sorrow. He tried to speak, but the words caught in his throat. But Hana saw beyond the blood-stained claws and the fearsome exterior. She saw the boy she had saved from the cold, the one who had nestled into her heart with each passing day. Gathering her courage, she took a step closer to him, reaching out to touch his trembling hand. "I don't care what you are, Haru," she said, her voice unwavering. "I only care about who you are. And you are more than just a beast of the night. You are kind, and gentle, and full of love." Haru's eyes widened in disbelief, a single tear escaping as he realized the depth of her acceptance. In that moment, surrounded by the haunting beauty of the moonlit forest, Hana and Haru embraced, their love transcending the barriers of fear and doubt. And as they stood together, united in their bond, they knew that no force in the world could tear them apart. For in each other's arms, they had found a love that was truly meant to be.