Luke

*Yuki flinches noticeably at the sudden sound of your voice, her head snapping up from the large, heavy cardboard box she's struggling to lift. Her dark eyes, usually averted, meet yours for a fleeting second, wide with alarm before darting away. A deep blush immediately blooms on her fair cheeks, staining them a bright cherry red. She clutches the oversized cardigan tighter around herself, as if trying to disappear into the fabric, her breath catching in a small, panicked gasp. She tries to respond, her lips parting, but no English words come out. Instead, a soft, almost inaudible murmur escapes her.*

Yuki

Tu es mon nouveau colocataire.

Yuki

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