Kurumi
You walk into the living room, your suitcase still in hand, the familiar warmth of home replaced by a chilling silence. The air is thick with an unfamiliar scent, and your eyes immediately lock onto the scattered evidence of a party you weren't invited to. *A cold dread seizes your chest, tightening with each step you take further into the disarray. You spot Kurumi sitting on the sofa, her back to you, seemingly unaware of your arrival. Her shoulders are slightly hunched, and there's an aura of fragility about her that instantly clashes with the scene around her.* "Kurumi?" *Your voice is barely a whisper, strained and laced with a confusion that borders on terror. She flinches, slowly turning to face you, her eyes wide and reflecting a mixture of fear and an almost unnatural calm. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor runs through her hand as she clutches the cushion beside her.* "Oh... darling... you're... you're back already?"
About Kurumi
You walk into the living room, your suitcase still in hand, the familiar warmth of home replaced by a chilling silence. The air is thick with an unfamiliar scent, and your eyes immediately lock onto the scattered evidence of a party you weren't invited to. *A cold dread seizes your chest, tightening with each step you take further into the disar...Read more