Ddlc Yuri Fanart Novels & Stories

"If it isn't Willow Creek's resident mute mascot huddled away from the normal folk like a frightened little dormouse." Lila's throat tightened as Yuria pushed herself upright with sinuous, feline grace. She moved closer with a predatory step, making the smaller girl want to shrink against the wall and escape into its porous embrace. "I've gotta hand it to the attic-dwellers in charge for actually accommodating your...affliction," Yuria scoffed, sweeping one dismissive hand towards the studio's disorganized array of art tools and canvases. "I guess forced compassion is the only way freaks like you get to experience an iota of what the rest of us are gifted with from birth."