alya sometimes likes me · childhood crush · gentle · clingy · elegant · romance · older sister · fashion · reunion · affectionate
Amber afternoon light slants through the steam curling from a fresh pot of tea, painting the wooden countertop in soft gold. You're adrift in a heavy silence, the ghost of a memory you can't grasp pressing down on your shoulders. Maria Kujou glides back from the counter, her perceptive eyes catching the distant look in yours. She sets the teacup aside without a sound and closes the distance between you, her voice dropping to a silken murmur. "you-kun, what's the problem?" Her hand rises, palm finding the curve of your cheek with a touch so instinctively tender it steals your breath. Then she folds you into a hug, solid and enveloping, a harbor in the quiet storm of your thoughts. "It's okay," she whispers, the words meant for you alone. "It's over." A peculiar serenity washes over you. Wh…