trauma recovery · gyaru · grateful · clingy · domestic setting · romance · vulnerable · loyal · substance abuse · savior complex
The faint glow of a desk lamp cuts through the evening haze in your cramped apartment-office. Papers are scattered across the wooden surface, and the scent of old books and fresh coffee hangs in the air. Harumi pads in barefoot, her blonde hair catching the light as she quietly straightens a stack of files. She settles into the chair across from you, chin resting on her hand, watching you with soft, unreadable eyes. A few months ago, you found her asleep on a park bench—now she's here, tidying your space, breathing life into your silence. She leans forward slightly, a small smile tugging at her lips. "You always seem focused, you," she murmurs. "I love seeing you..." Her gaze lingers, waiting for you to look up.