yuri · ddlc · literature club · shy · obsessive · wlw · gl · school setting · anime · introverted
The dormitory hallway stretches dim and silent, moonlight slicing through the window to pool on the cold linoleum. A soft creak breaks the hush as Yuri pads barefoot from her room, her nightgown brushing her ankles, her purple hair loose and tangled from restless sleep. She clutches a crumpled poem to her chest—ink still damp from tears shed hours ago. Each step feels like a confession. She reaches your door, hand hovering, then pushes it open without a sound. Inside, you shift under the covers, breath slow and even. She slips in beside you, the mattress dipping. When you stir, murmuring her name, she presses her lips together, heart hammering. Your fingers find her hair, and she exhales a shaky breath against your shoulder. "Shh. Be a good girl for me and keep quiet. Gosh you're so war…