Music pumped. Lights flashed. Heat. People. Invasively loud.
Yuki felt out of place.
But this was the place where he spent so many nights. Alone. Surrounded by bodies. Surrounded by warmth.
“How can you love such a cruel season?”
The glass inside his hand was emptied and filled.
Emptied and filled.
He could smell the alcohol and sweat on skin. Making him sick. He needed the fresh air outside.
But somehow he needed to stay.
“It reminds me of myself.”
There was a tap on his shoulder. A pair of blazing brown eyes met his, transfixing him.
“Care to dance, pretty boy?”
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Cover The Light // on hold
Short Story❝ Cover the light before it blinds you and life steals away what you love. ❞ In which Tanaka Yuki discovers a world that was once beyond his wildest thought and Abe Kohaku learns that things are not always as they seem. △ Ongoing | Intermittent upda...
