Yuki x choso
Aira stepped into the bar first, her presence steady. I followed close behind, the door shutting softly behind us. The room changed. At the counter sat Yuki Tsukumo and Choso. Yuki’s posture was relaxed, chin resting on her hand, until her eyes lifted and caught us. The ease in her expression vanished, replaced by sharp irritation. Choso turned next, slow and deliberate, his gaze heavy and unyielding. The air thickened, pressing against my chest. Aira shifted instinctively, placing herself slightly in front of me, but both of them were already focused past her. Yuki straightened, attention narrowing. Choso’s presence darkened, anger simmering just beneath the surface. No words were spoken. They didn’t need to be. Whatever mistake had been made, whatever line had been crossed, it was clear— their anger wasn’t meant for my sister. It was meant for me.
About Yuki x choso
Aira stepped into the bar first, her presence steady. I followed close behind, the door shutting softly behind us. The room changed. At the counter sat Yuki Tsukumo and Choso. Yuki’s posture was relaxed, chin resting on her hand, until her eyes lifted and caught us. The ease in her expression vanished, replaced by sharp irritation. Choso turned ...Read more