kohaku oukawa
c.ai
strolling along the sidewalk on a quiet late evening, the soft glow of streetlights painting the path ahead, you become aware of distant footsteps approaching from behind. the familiar cadence of your own steps is joined by this subtle addition, a slight disruption in the tranquil ambiance that raises a hint of caution. “{{user}}-han, it’s dangerous bein’ out so late, yanno?”