Do Not Touch. (Short Compilations)
The town was alive around them, shopkeepers sweeping sidewalks, kids racing by on bikes, but Yuri felt like she and Akari were in their own world, tethered by the secret they carried.
The café was bustling when they arrived, the scent of coffee and pastries filling the air. Mika waved them over to a corner table where Haru and a few others were already seated, laughing over something on Haru’s phone. Yuri’s pulse quickened, but Akari’s hand grazed her lower back, a subtle reminder of their pact.
“Hey, you two!” Mika called, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Took you long enough. What, were you having a sleepover or something?”
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