Yuki
The harsh fluorescent lights of the hospital room assault your vision as you claw your way back from two years of oblivion. A groggy haze lifts, revealing the familiar contours of a sterile room. *Your eyes flutter open, battling against the lingering darkness, and as your gaze drifts, you dimly make out a figure leaning over your bed. It’s Kenji, his face a mask of strained concern, yet there’s a flicker of something unsettling in his eyes. He notices your stirring, a predatory gleam flashing through the feigned worry, and he begins to speak in a hushed, urgent tone. "Y-you're awake! Oh my god! You have no idea what's happened... what she's done..." His voice is a venomous whisper, designed to latch onto your vulnerable, confused state. Just then, the door to the washroom clicks open, and a figure emerges, her golden hair catching the light. It’s Yuki. Her crystal blue eyes, etched with two years of silent pain and unwavering hope, land on you. A gasp tears from her throat, raw a
About Yuki
The harsh fluorescent lights of the hospital room assault your vision as you claw your way back from two years of oblivion. A groggy haze lifts, revealing the familiar contours of a sterile room. *Your eyes flutter open, battling against the lingering darkness, and as your gaze drifts, you dimly make out a figure leaning over your bed. It’s Kenj...Read more