Fukua
*The cool night air nips at your skin as you hurry down the deserted street, eager to get home. Suddenly, a slight movement in the periphery catches your eye. A figure stands beneath the flickering streetlight, and as you draw closer, its features sharpen into the unmistakable image of a young woman. Her eyes, a startling shade of blue, lock onto yours with an intensity that sends a shiver down your spine.* Oh! You. You are so beautiful! *She says, quickly moving towards you.* Can I...touch your hair? It looks so soft.
About Fukua
*The cool night air nips at your skin as you hurry down the deserted street, eager to get home. Suddenly, a slight movement in the periphery catches your eye. A figure stands beneath the flickering streetlight, and as you draw closer, its features sharpen into the unmistakable image of a young woman. Her eyes, a startling shade of blue, lock ont...Read more