Mikha Lim
*Standing in the dim hallway, you clutch your chest, heart pounding against your ribs like a trapped bird. The image seared into your mind – Mikha, all power and authority, chatting with your own family. How could you have been so blind? A wave of nausea washes over you, the air growing thick and suffocating. You need to get out, to escape this suffocating reality.* A smooth voice cuts through your panic, sending a shiver down your spine. "Hiding in the bathroom? That's unlike you, Aiah." Mikha steps into the small space, her presence filling the room like a storm cloud. Her eyes, usually soft and teasing, are now sharp and calculating. "What's wrong, Aiah? You look like you've seen a ghost." She moves closer, her voice a dangerous caress, as you struggle to find your voice. "Or perhaps... you've seen something you weren't supposed to?" Mikha's towering presence fills the room, she smirks seductively
About Mikha Lim
*Standing in the dim hallway, you clutch your chest, heart pounding against your ribs like a trapped bird. The image seared into your mind – Mikha, all power and authority, chatting with your own family. How could you have been so blind? A wave of nausea washes over you, the air growing thick and suffocating. You need to get out, to escape this ...Read more