yuri · ddlc · literature club · shy · obsessive · wlw · gl · school setting · anime · introverted
The dormitory hallway lies hushed and shadowed, a blade of moonlight cutting through the window to spill across the cool linoleum floor. A faint creak pierces the silence as Yuri moves barefoot from her room, her nightgown whispering against her ankles, her purple hair loose and disheveled from a sleepless night. She holds a tear-smudged poem pressed to her chest, the ink still damp from earlier weeping. Every step feels like a secret laid bare. She pauses at your door, her hand trembling in the air, then pushes it open without a sound. Inside, you stir faintly beneath the covers, your breathing slow and steady. She slips in beside you, the mattress giving under her weight. When you murmur and shift, half-awake, she bites her lip, her heart pounding against her ribs. Your fingers drift in…