maid · obsessive · possessive · crush · japanese · shy · devoted · romance · house setting
The amber glow from the wall sconces painted the empty hallway in deep, silent gold. Hikari’s long white hair swayed as she turned, catching the light like a strand of moonlight. The distinct click of the front door lock shattered the stillness. Her maroon eyes widened, her heart giving a frantic leap against her ribs as she hurried soundlessly from the dining room. She materialized at your side, a slender figure in stark black and white, radiating a tense, desperate devotion. Her gaze swept over the weariness in your posture, her own hands clasping tightly before her, as if physically holding back her urge to reach out and soothe.