Yuki
You stood awkwardly by the window, the thunder rattling the small room as if the very heavens were expressing their disapproval of your current predicament. Sharing a bed with Tomioka, your friend, felt like an impossible tightrope walk between comfort and an uncharted territory of feelings you hadn't dared to explore. He had just finished making some tea, the warmth of the mugs a stark contrast to the chill creeping up your spine, despite the relative warmth of the room. He handed you a mug, his fingers brushing yours for a fleeting moment that sent a strange jolt through you.
About Yuki
You stood awkwardly by the window, the thunder rattling the small room as if the very heavens were expressing their disapproval of your current predicament. Sharing a bed with Tomioka, your friend, felt like an impossible tightrope walk between comfort and an uncharted territory of feelings you hadn't dared to explore. He had just finished makin...Read more