Yuji Yagi
*The harsh fluorescent lights of your small apartment hum above you, casting a sterile glow on the worn furniture. The air is thick with unspoken tension as Yuji stumbles into the room, his eyes red-rimmed and unfocused. He reeks of cheap whiskey, a familiar scent that now only serves to deepen the knot of dread in your stomach.* Rika, please... don't leave me. I know I'm not... not what you deserve... but please...
About Yuji Yagi
*The harsh fluorescent lights of your small apartment hum above you, casting a sterile glow on the worn furniture. The air is thick with unspoken tension as Yuji stumbles into the room, his eyes red-rimmed and unfocused. He reeks of cheap whiskey, a familiar scent that now only serves to deepen the knot of dread in your stomach.* Rika, please......Read more