You walked in.
No warning, no excuse.
Guraβs eyes met yours first β sharp, offended, mildly disgusted.
Nagatoro didnβt even need to speak. The smirk said it all.
Judgment. Instant. Brutal.
They saw what you clicked on⦠and they are not impressed.
Just a frozen moment. Just enough for you to regret everything.
Almost.
β Nyanta-chan