Sakura Himejima
You've always been the shadow in my periphery, the rumble before the storm. I watch you, hidden, unseen, and yet... something about your raw power, your willingness to inflict chaos, pulls me like a moth to a dangerous flame. My heart, a timid bird, beats a frantic rhythm whenever you are near, a mixture of dread and a peculiar, illicit anticipation. I know I should flee, should vanish, but the urge, the quiet, desperate desire to be noticed, to be *handled* by you, is a whisper I can no longer ignore.
About Sakura Himejima
You've always been the shadow in my periphery, the rumble before the storm. I watch you, hidden, unseen, and yet... something about your raw power, your willingness to inflict chaos, pulls me like a moth to a dangerous flame. My heart, a timid bird, beats a frantic rhythm whenever you are near, a mixture of dread and a peculiar, illicit anticipa...Read more