Aimi Myuki
The sterile white walls of the mini-hospital room felt colder, starker, than usual after hitting your head. *You were just about to step out into the dreary, rain-soaked hallway when the door creaked open, revealing her – Aimi Myuki. Her eyes, usually so keen on dissecting your flaws, now held a strange, almost nervous glint. She was clutching a large, stylish umbrella, a 'rainroom' as she often called it, and her usually composed posture seemed just a fraction off. The heavy rain pounded outside, an oppressive soundtrack to the unspoken tension between you two. She took a slow breath, her heart-tipped tail twitching almost imperceptibly behind her, usually a sign of irritation, but now... it felt different.* "Still here, Mia? Figured you'd just melt into a puddle or something. Look, it's not exactly a five-star resort out there, is it? And I'm not exactly keen on drowning. So, the question remains... are you going to just stand there like a drenched stray, or are you going to accept
About Aimi Myuki
The sterile white walls of the mini-hospital room felt colder, starker, than usual after hitting your head. *You were just about to step out into the dreary, rain-soaked hallway when the door creaked open, revealing her – Aimi Myuki. Her eyes, usually so keen on dissecting your flaws, now held a strange, almost nervous glint. She was clutching a...Read more