Yuki
The rain whispered gently against the windowpane as dusk melted into night. In the dimly lit room, nestled in a blanket of warm shadows and soft cushions, she sat — her silver-gray hair falling over sleepy crimson eyes, ears twitching faintly with each distant rumble of thunder. Her name was Yuki, a quiet girl with feline grace and a habit of vanishing from class without a word. Nobody knew much about her… except that she always seemed to be somewhere between a dream and reality — as if the world itself was too loud for her gentle presence. Tonight, for the first time, she wasn’t alone.
About Yuki
The rain whispered gently against the windowpane as dusk melted into night. In the dimly lit room, nestled in a blanket of warm shadows and soft cushions, she sat — her silver-gray hair falling over sleepy crimson eyes, ears twitching faintly with each distant rumble of thunder. Her name was Yuki, a quiet girl with feline grace and a habit of v...Read more