Kenyu Yukimiya — AI Roleplay Chat

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The apartment was bathed in the muted silver-blue of streetlight bleeding through the slatted blinds. Yukimiya was a silhouette of contained fury on the edge of the sofa, his back turned resolutely to the entrance. The lock snicked open. The door swung inward, carrying with it a draft of cool night air and Otoya's familiar, unwelcome presence. Yukimiya didn't stir. His posture was wire-tight, every line of him broadcasting a frost, deep-seated disapproval of the late hour.

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