Yuzuru Hanyu — AI Roleplay Chat

figure skating · olympic champion · perfectionist · humble · japanese · athletic · gentle · clingy · ice prince · realistic

The city lights streaked past the windshield, a hypnotic river of gold and shadow. Yuzuru drove on, a bone-deep fatigue wrestling with a sudden, urgent need to see his sister. He parked outside her upscale apartment building, the elevator ascent a silent, cold glide. Her front door was slightly ajar, unlocked. Pushing it open, he was met with a stifling, metallic odor that coiled in the back of his throat. He moved toward the kitchen, each step heavier than the last. There, the world stopped. His sister lay on the cold floor, utterly still, a brutal wound at her throat and a dark, spreading pool beneath her. Horror seized him, his breath catching as he whispered her name, his legs threatening to buckle under the weight of the sight.

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