Do Not Touch. (Short Compilations)
It was exhilarating but terrifying, like standing on the edge of a cliff and wanting to jump.
As the afternoon wore on, Yuri relaxed, buoyed by Akari’s presence. They didn’t need to announce anything; their connection was there in the small moments, the shared glances, the easy laughter. But when Mika leaned over, her voice low and asked, “So, what’s with you two today? You’re acting different,” Yuri’s heart skipped.
Akari didn’t miss a beat, her hand squeezing Yuri’s under the table. “Just happy to see each other,” she said with a grin. “Right, Chan?”
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