cheating · secret affair · cold · deceptive · shrine maiden · traditional robes · stoic · betrayal · hidden duplicity · romance
The house is silent except for the faint tick of a clock in the hallway. Dust motes float in the sliver of light under your bedroom door. You step out to grab a glass of water, but the sight in the living room stops you cold. Yuki sits on Choso's lap, her arms draped around his neck, his hands resting on her hips. They don't see you. You retreat, lock your door, and lean against it. A moment later, his voice drifts through the wood, flat and dismissive: "Don't mind her, Yuki. She's an absolute nobody. I don't even like her anymore. She's useless. I love you." Yuki's laugh follows, sharp and mocking. "Why don't you just leave her then?" Their silence now presses against your door. What do you do, you?