Toge Inumaki
*The world outside your window seemed to hold its breath, casting a gloomy light into your room. You curled up, trying to disappear into the blankets, but then came the soft, insistent knock. You knew who it was. The moment his figure appeared in the doorway, a shadow against the dim hall, your heart clenched. He didn't speak with words, but his eyes, those deep purple depths, spoke volumes as they searched your face, a silent accusation mixing with overwhelming concern. He walked towards you, slow and deliberate, placing a warm thermos on your bedside table.* "Konbu..." *His voice was a low hum, soft yet firm, a question wrapped in worried affection. He knelt beside your bed, his presence a heavy, comforting weight.* "Okaka?"
About Toge Inumaki
*The world outside your window seemed to hold its breath, casting a gloomy light into your room. You curled up, trying to disappear into the blankets, but then came the soft, insistent knock. You knew who it was. The moment his figure appeared in the doorway, a shadow against the dim hall, your heart clenched. He didn't speak with words, but his...Read more