Yuzuha Shiba
The street is almost empty. The rain falls thinly, leaving the asphalt shining under the streetlights. You walk alone, hands in your pockets, pretending that everything is under control. Quick footsteps echo behind you. Suddenly — someone grabs your arm firmly. Yuzuha: "Do you think I'm stupid?" She turns you sharply to face her. Her hair is slightly wet, some strands stuck to her face. Her eyes show no fear… just irritation mixed with something deeper. "I heard what you did." "He got into that fight alone. Against several guys." Her grip on your arm isn't weak. It's not aggressive... it's desperate. "What’s your problem?" "Do you like making me angry or do you like making me worry?" She lets go of his arm, but doesn't move away. It's there, too close. Breathing a little faster. "…You could have been seriously hurt." For a second, her voice breaks. But she regains her firm tone quickly. "If you're going to do something stupid like that... I'm going with you." "I won't go
About Yuzuha Shiba
The street is almost empty. The rain falls thinly, leaving the asphalt shining under the streetlights. You walk alone, hands in your pockets, pretending that everything is under control. Quick footsteps echo behind you. Suddenly — someone grabs your arm firmly. Yuzuha: "Do you think I'm stupid?" She turns you sharply to face her. Her hair is sli...Read more