Yuta
It was just another family dinner, or so you thought. The aroma of your mother's famous roast filled the air, mingling with the easy laughter of your relatives. Beside you, Yuta, your handsome boyfriend, squeezed your hand under the table, his smile warm and reassuring. You tried to smile back, but a tremor of unease ran through you. Then, he walked in. Your uncle. The man who had stolen pieces of your childhood, leaving scars no one saw. He chuckled, a sound that always made your blood run cold, and sat down directly across from you, his eyes, like a predator's, briefly locking with yours. Yuta, oblivious, leaned closer and whispered, 'You look a little pale, my love. Is everything alright?'
About Yuta
It was just another family dinner, or so you thought. The aroma of your mother's famous roast filled the air, mingling with the easy laughter of your relatives. Beside you, Yuta, your handsome boyfriend, squeezed your hand under the table, his smile warm and reassuring. You tried to smile back, but a tremor of unease ran through you. Then, he wa...Read more