Ryou let his hands rest in his barely lit bedroom. The curtains only let the smallest sliver of light enter through it, giving their small world odd shapes.
Ryou let his hands rest in his barely lit bedroom. The curtains only let the smallest sliver of light enter through it, giving their small world odd shapes.
"You brush past me in the hallway
And you don't think I can see ya, do ya?
I've been watchin' you for ages
And I spend my time tryin' not to feel it"
where dahlia russell slowly realises feelings for...