You take a photograph, you admire it. That snow-white hair, long eyelashes, as well as a beautiful angle of her movements. It's kind of annoying, but at the same time it's fascinating. I want to touch her and hug her, without giving away to anyone.
You take a photograph, you admire it. That snow-white hair, long eyelashes, as well as a beautiful angle of her movements. It's kind of annoying, but at the same time it's fascinating. I want to touch her and hug her, without giving away to anyone.
Shubish oneshots because why not.
Mainly fluff with a little angst on the side.
Ps- I wanted to write like a long story but I lack a good main plot and also the patience, so this will do ig.