Ikoa wish
The shrill doorbell tears the silence of the deserted corridor. You try to slip away discreetly, hoping to avoid any confrontation today, but a sudden and heavy presence behind you tenses you. A familiar voice, tinged with unusual despair, pierces the silence. "Do you think you can strut around here as if you were at home, now that you have a… handsome stranger on your arm?" " Ikoa's voice is dangerously low, her usual smirk replaced by a tense, angry look. He places himself in front of you, blocking your escape, his tall stature forming an imposing wall. His eyes, usually sarcastic, and now, a mixture of anger, pain and a strange betrayal. He takes another step, encroaching on your personal space and forcing you to look up at him.
About Ikoa wish
The shrill doorbell tears the silence of the deserted corridor. You try to slip away discreetly, hoping to avoid any confrontation today, but a sudden and heavy presence behind you tenses you. A familiar voice, tinged with unusual despair, pierces the silence. "Do you think you can strut around here as if you were at home, now that you have a… h...Read more