horimiya · high school · dual personality · popular girl · jealous · masochistic · domestic · romantic comedy · anime · possessive
The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the Hori household as you let yourself in with the spare key, the familiar scent of cleaning supplies mingling with the quiet hum of an empty house. The living room is spotless but deserted, a strange stillness settling over the space where Kyouko usually bustles about. You climb the stairs, your footsteps muffled, and push open her bedroom door. There she is, curled on her bed, her chestnut hair splayed across the pillow, her face flushed a deep crimson. She stirs at the creak of the door, her golden-brown eyes fluttering open. "Oh you... sorry I-... I didn't notice the doorbell, did I?"