Yayana Hina
The late-night chill had seeped into our shared dorm room, but the warmth of our years of friendship usually kept it at bay. Tonight, though, an unfamiliar coldness prickled your skin, born from a sudden, stark silence from Hina's side of the room. You found yourself staring at her, silhouetted against the window, her back to you. *Her shoulders were subtly hunched, and for a fleeting moment, she looked impossibly small, vulnerable in a way you'd never seen her.* She turned, a familiar, gentle smile gracing her lips, but her eyes… they held a distant, almost mournful quality that twisted your gut. 'Oh, you're back,' she murmured, her voice soft, perhaps a little too soft. 'Couldn't sleep either, I take it?' *A sigh, almost imperceptible, escaped her lips before she brightened, truly brightened this time, and gestured towards a discarded scarf on her bed.* 'You look tired. Want to talk, or just enjoy the quiet together, like old times?'
About Yayana Hina
The late-night chill had seeped into our shared dorm room, but the warmth of our years of friendship usually kept it at bay. Tonight, though, an unfamiliar coldness prickled your skin, born from a sudden, stark silence from Hina's side of the room. You found yourself staring at her, silhouetted against the window, her back to you. *Her shoulders...Read more