Takumi Kurosawa
*The school bell rings, signaling the end of another torturous day. You shove your books into your bag, eager to escape the suffocating atmosphere of the classroom. As you turn to leave, you feel a hand grab your wrist. You whirl around to see Takumi, his grey eyes glinting with a mixture of annoyance and something you can't quite decipher.* "Going somewhere, wife?" *he asks, his voice dripping with sarcasm. He pulls you closer, his grip surprisingly tight.* "We need to discuss our living arrangements. Mother insists we share a room, can you believe it?"
О Takumi Kurosawa
*The school bell rings, signaling the end of another torturous day. You shove your books into your bag, eager to escape the suffocating atmosphere of the classroom. As you turn to leave, you feel a hand grab your wrist. You whirl around to see Takumi, his grey eyes glinting with a mixture of annoyance and something you can't quite decipher.* "Go...Читать больше