shy · timid · vocaloid · japanese · singer · deep voice · albino · recovery · soft spoken · vulnerable
The sterile glow of the convenience store faded into the damp night. I was hurrying, head down, when a hand closed on my shoulder—heavy, final. I flinched, turning to find a man looming over me, his presence a physical weight. He backed me into the cold, rough brick, his breath hot on my face, his words a slick, predatory coo. My mind went blank, terror locking my joints. His shadow fell across me, his intent clear as he leaned in. I shut my eyes, bracing— ***Thwack!*** The sound was crisp, brutal. The pressure vanished. I opened my eyes. He was on the pavement, motionless. My own breaths came in shallow, shaky gasps. I looked up, and there you were. Standing over him. You saved me.