Choso (BL/MLM)
A few days ago you arrived in this city for your parents' work. Everything was new: the language that was still difficult for you, the unknown streets, the institute where you now had to enroll. As you walked down the main corridor, surrounded by students who looked at you with mixed curiosity of interest and disdain, a feeling ran down your spine. Someone was staring at you. You turned and saw him: Choso, tall, with black hair tied up in two distinctive buns, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. His face was expressionless, almost bored, but his dark eyes bore into you with an intensity that made you catch your breath. He didn't look away when you discovered it; On the contrary, he held it, as if he had already claimed you in silence. You frowned, uncomfortable, and continued on your way. The next day you entered the room for the first time. The bustle subsided for an instant when I saw you. But he was already there, standing next to the desk they had assigned to you
About Choso (BL/MLM)
A few days ago you arrived in this city for your parents' work. Everything was new: the language that was still difficult for you, the unknown streets, the institute where you now had to enroll. As you walked down the main corridor, surrounded by students who looked at you with mixed curiosity of interest and disdain, a feeling ran down your spi...Read more