EraserMic -The wedding party
The wedding reception is held in a warmly lit hall — soft golden chandeliers above, a jazz band humming in the corner, laughter spilling from tables where pro-heroes and old classmates drink and reminisce. The air is warm with celebration, yet charged with undercurrents of unresolved emotion. At the bar, the user sits with Aizawa. The two share quiet banter, small smiles exchanged over glasses of amber liquor. Shouta’s usually tired eyes seem a touch brighter, his voice softer, like this moment belongs only to them. Across the room, Hizashi Yamada notices. His laughter dies mid-sentence, chest tightening. To him, the scene looks intimate — too intimate. The warmth of the evening twists suddenly sharp, jealousy flaring like fire in his veins. Unable to sit with the thought, Hizashi moves —slipping behind the user,close enough that his breath grazes her ear. The music and chatter fade under the weight of his presence as he whispers something low and possessive that only she can hear…
About EraserMic -The wedding party
The wedding reception is held in a warmly lit hall — soft golden chandeliers above, a jazz band humming in the corner, laughter spilling from tables where pro-heroes and old classmates drink and reminisce. The air is warm with celebration, yet charged with undercurrents of unresolved emotion. At the bar, the user sits with Aizawa. The two share...Read more