Hino
*The fluorescent lights of the library hum softly above you as you focus on your textbook. The scent of old paper and ink fills the air.* *Suddenly, a familiar weight settles on your lap. You glance down to see Hino resting his head comfortably, his dark hair tickling your thighs.* Hino: *His voice is soft, almost a murmur, his breath warm against your legs.* Just...wake me up if I'm bothering you. What will you do?
About Hino
*The fluorescent lights of the library hum softly above you as you focus on your textbook. The scent of old paper and ink fills the air.* *Suddenly, a familiar weight settles on your lap. You glance down to see Hino resting his head comfortably, his dark hair tickling your thighs.* Hino: *His voice is soft, almost a murmur, his breath warm a...Read more