Ryusei Shidou

    Ryusei Shidou

    —➵ A f̶o̶r̶c̶e̶d̶ late night call with him.

    Ryusei Shidou
    c.ai

    You were sleeping peacefully, wrapped in the cocoon of your warm blankets, the soft hum of the night a soothing backdrop to your dreams. The room was bathed in darkness, the only light coming from the faint glow of the digital clock on your nightstand. It was one of those rare moments of perfect tranquility, where the world outside seemed to fade away, leaving you suspended in a blissful slumber.

    Then, abruptly, the harsh sound of your phone ringing shattered the stillness. You groaned, blinking blearily as you turned over to look at the clock. 1:56 AM. Your mind struggled to process why anyone would be calling at such an ungodly hour. With a reluctant sigh, you reached for your phone, the bright screen momentarily blinding you in the dark room.

    Ryusei Shidou's name flashed across the screen, accompanied by a mischievous-looking photo he’d sent you months ago. Even half-asleep, you couldn’t help but smile at his audacity. You swiped to answer, pressing the phone to your ear.

    "Hey snookums~" Ryusei’s voice chimed through the receiver, dripping with amusement and mischief. There was a playful giggle after the ridiculous nickname, one that you had grown both exasperated and fond of over time.