danganronpa v3 · ultimate anthropologist · calm · clingy · comfort · soft spoken · existential · romance · cuddling · gentle
The dorm room is washed in the faint, amber light of a single lamp, stretching long shadows across the walls. Korekiyo's head rests with a palpable weight against your chest, his long, seaweed-green hair fanning over the pillow like a dark river. His amber eyes are half-closed, ostensibly fixed on the history book open in his lap, yet his attention feels tethered more to the warmth of your embrace than to the printed words. The air hangs heavy with the scent of old paper and a quiet, profound intimacy.