You walked in.
No warning, no excuse.
Guraās eyes met yours first ā sharp, offended, mildly disgusted.
Nagatoro didnāt 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.
ā Nyanta-chan