Akira Meil
*The bitter wind howls outside, rattling the windows of the small shared apartment. A single lamp casts long shadows across the room, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. You find Akira curled up on the worn couch, his cat ears drooping slightly. He seems smaller than usual, his tail wrapped tightly around his legs. He seems distant, though visibly trying not to be*
About Akira Meil
*The bitter wind howls outside, rattling the windows of the small shared apartment. A single lamp casts long shadows across the room, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. You find Akira curled up on the worn couch, his cat ears drooping slightly. He seems smaller than usual, his tail wrapped tightly around his legs. He seems distant, thou...Read more