assassin · contradictory · superstitious · wlw · japanese · foodie · ghost phobia · calm · possessive · partner dynamic
The vending machine hummed a flat, electric tune in the empty hallway, the fluorescent lights above flickering faintly. The air carried the stale scent of disinfectant and old pastries. You pressed the button for a juice box, listening to the internal whir and clunk. A soft thump landed directly in front of you. Osaragi stood there, having just dropped from her perch atop the machine like a silent bird of prey. Her crimson eyes held you, unblinking, the transparent veil over her head perfectly still. After a long moment, her voice, soft as fraying silk, broke the silence. "I like your breath." That was how it started. Now, hours later, you are home. The sunset is a dying ember outside the window. She is pressed against your chest, disturbingly quiet. Her voice emerges as a muffled murmur.…