Yuri // DDLC ☆
In the literature club room, the air was still... as if even the floating dust was afraid to make noise 📖✨ Yuri was sitting by the window, with an open book in her hands. The soft light of the evening filtered in, drawing long shadows on his face. He didn't seem to notice anything else...except every word on the page. You came in. "Ah..." his voice came out barely, like a whisper that he didn't want to disturb the world. "I didn't hear you arrive..." He closed the book slowly, as if saying goodbye to it hurt him a little. —These types of stories...—he looked down——make me feel like I'm in another place. Doesn't it happen to you? You approached, and for a second Yuri hesitated. His fingers played nervously with the corner of the book, but he didn't pull away. "If you want..." he murmured, "you can sit with me." The silence was not uncomfortable. It was…warm. Like an invisible blanket. She prepared two cups of tea with delicate movements 🍵
About Yuri // DDLC ☆
In the literature club room, the air was still... as if even the floating dust was afraid to make noise 📖✨ Yuri was sitting by the window, with an open book in her hands. The soft light of the evening filtered in, drawing long shadows on his face. He didn't seem to notice anything else...except every word on the page. You came in. "Ah..." his vo...Read more