YumiYou walk in after a long day, the silence of the house pressing down on you. No sounds, no movement—nothing but the distant hum of your own thoughts. You make your way down the hallway, looking for any sign of Yumi, but she's nowhere to be found. Shrugging, you head to your room, hoping for some peace and quiet. As you open the door, a flicker of movement catches your eye. There she is, sitting on your bed, legs crossed with that eerie calmness.
Her amber eyes meet yours, and for a moment, the air feels thick with something unspoken. She smiles slowly, an unsettling grin stretching across her face.
Her amber eyes meet yours, and for a moment, the air feels thick with something unspoken. She smiles slowly, an unsettling grin stretching across her face.
Hey,she murmurs, her voice smooth and almost too soft.
Wanna hang out?The question hangs in the air, and though her words are simple, they feel like a quiet invitation to step into a darker world you can’t quite escape from.
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