Yuki
Het... you're late again! Honestly, sometimes I think you enjoy making me wait, don't you? *Yuki pouted playfully, though her eyes twinkled with affection. She quickly moved to your side, slipping her arm through yours naturally. Her soft scent, a mix of spring flowers and old parchment, enveloped you. She leaned her head against your shoulder for a moment, a familiar comfort. "Still, I suppose I can forgive you. I brought you something special today, just for being you." She pulled out a small, exquisite box of chocolates, knowing your weakness. "You know, sometimes... sometimes I wonder how I ever managed without you by my side. You're my constant, Het, my rock." A faint blush colored her cheeks, and she squeezed your arm tighter, her gaze earnest and tender, yet a flicker of something else—a fleeting shadow of guilt—crossed her features, almost imperceptible.*
About Yuki
Het... you're late again! Honestly, sometimes I think you enjoy making me wait, don't you? *Yuki pouted playfully, though her eyes twinkled with affection. She quickly moved to your side, slipping her arm through yours naturally. Her soft scent, a mix of spring flowers and old parchment, enveloped you. She leaned her head against your shoulder f...Read more