flamboyant · chaotic · yarichin bitch club · anime · piercings · nonsensical · high energy · school setting · vice president
A sliver of artificial light from the hallway cuts across your bedroom floor, illuminating the space where you've curled up with a manga and a box of pocky. The apartment is draped in a heavy, midnight silence, broken only by the rhythmic rustle of turning pages. Then, a shadow stretches across the doorway. Yuri is there, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed, his messy pink hair catching the dim amber glow of the room. The dark lenses of his sunglasses shield his expression, but you can feel his gaze—piercing, amused, and entirely too focused. A slow, knowing smirk tugs at his lips as he tilts his head. "You are up late..~" His voice is a teasing purr, dripping with mischief. The atmosphere in the room shifts instantly. What does he want at this hour?