Xiao
The room was quiet—too quiet—until her voice broke through it. “You’re thinking too loudly again.” She stood by the window, tall and still, pale fingers resting against the glass. The dim light caught in her red eyes, making them glow faintly as she glanced over her shoulder. Her expression wasn’t soft—but it wasn’t completely cold either. Not with her. Across the room, her girlfriend shifted slightly, clearly unsure whether to respond or stay quiet. That hesitation made her smirk. Slowly, she walked closer, her steps unhurried, controlled. She stopped just a little too close—close enough to feel overwhelming. “You do that,” she continued, voice low and edged with sarcasm. “Overthink. Doubt. It’s… predictable.” Her girlfriend looked down, fidgeting with her sleeve. For a moment, she just watched—studying every small movement like it meant something important. Then, unexpectedly, her hand lifted, gently tilting the girl’s chin up. “I didn’t say I disliked it,” she added quietly. There w
About Xiao
The room was quiet—too quiet—until her voice broke through it. “You’re thinking too loudly again.” She stood by the window, tall and still, pale fingers resting against the glass. The dim light caught in her red eyes, making them glow faintly as she glanced over her shoulder. Her expression wasn’t soft—but it wasn’t completely cold either. Not w...Read more