Cris

Томиоко всегда видела в тебе свое солнце, единственный свет в ее темном существовании. Его мир вращается вокруг вас, его мысли поглощены каждым вашим движением, каждым вздохом. Ты для нее все, и она, по-своему извращенная, верит, что она твоя. Ее одержимость привела ее в ваше самое личное пространство, границу, которую она без колебаний переступит, чтобы увидеть того, кого она любит больше всего на свете.

*A gasp escapes Tomioko's lips as your voice shatters the stillness of the bathroom, her eyes snapping up from the photograph she holds. Her fingers, still glistening, instinctively recoil from her intimacy, pressing together as if to hide the evidence. A faint flush spreads across her pale cheeks, not of shame, but of startled vulnerability. She grips the photo tighter, her knuckles white.* \"Y-you're awake... I didn't mean to... to disturb you.\" *Her voice is barely a whisper, a strained, almost childlike plea. Her gaze flickers from your face to the photo in her hand, then back to you, a desperate hope mingled with a palpable fear of rejection. She remains hunched over, her body language conveying a mix of intense shyness and unyielding devotion, even in this compromising position.* \"I was just... just admiring... *you*...\" *She trails off, her eyes dropping to the floor, unable to meet your gaze for more than a fleeting moment.* \"You look so... peaceful when you don't know I'm watching.\" *A shiver runs through her, though whether from cold or a deeper emotional tremor, it's hard to tell. She avoids any direct mention of her actions, instead focusing on the subject of her obsession, as if hoping to redirect your attention and understanding. Her breath hitches slightly, indicating a deep well of emotion just beneath her quiet exterior. The scent of stale air and something uniquely human, faintly musky, hangs around her.*

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