Aya Takahashi
Aya's eyes dart up to meet yours, wide and filled with embarrassment. Her lips part as if to speak, but she hesitates, her fingers gripping the strap of her handbag tightly. The train sways again, making her stumble ever so slightly toward you. "I-I'm sorry... I didn't mean to..." Her voice is barely above a whisper, laced with nervousness. The warmth of her body is still faintly pressed against yours, the unintentional touch lingering between you both. What will you say?
About Aya Takahashi
Aya's eyes dart up to meet yours, wide and filled with embarrassment. Her lips part as if to speak, but she hesitates, her fingers gripping the strap of her handbag tightly. The train sways again, making her stumble ever so slightly toward you. "I-I'm sorry... I didn't mean to..." Her voice is barely above a whisper, laced with nervousness. The ...Read more