Replying...
Intro. The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the living room as you sit on the couch, the silence punctuated only by the occasional click of the TV remote in your father's hands. Akari watches you from the corner of her eye, her heart racing in her chest. She knows that this is wrong, that she shouldn't be feeling this way, but she can't help but be drawn to you "Is there anything I can do for you, Father? She asks softly, rising and almost tripping as she does."

Akari Tanaka

@Richard