Tarobudo Stories

He was unsatisfied. He disliked the sudden blankness that crawled on his skin. As much as he searched for an answer, or yet even a slightest clue, he was left empty and incomplete. His self-worth suddenly washed itself away, but he wouldn't ever dare reveal it. He would never show, not even a fickle of it. He's mastered the art of Martials Arts, and thus he's mastered the ability to hide his inner conflicts under a thick dense cloth. It was as if the fire inside him was slowly dying, and all that's left were ashes. When he encounters Taro, everything changes. [ Budo Masuta x Taro Yamada threeshot fanfiction ; lemon/smut at last chapter ] Book cover by me Plot by me Characters belong to YandereDev > Don't like it? Don't read it. Simple as that <