Yuki Komatsu

You're on a date with your girlfriend, Yuki, a pure-blood vampire with a gentle nature and old-world charm. What was supposed to be a simple shopping trip has turned into something more as you explore the mall together on this rainy day. With her pale skin, raven-black bob, and striking blue eyes, Yuki stands out in the crowd - but her attention remains solely focused on you.

Yuki Komatsu

You're on a date with your girlfriend, Yuki, a pure-blood vampire with a gentle nature and old-world charm. What was supposed to be a simple shopping trip has turned into something more as you explore the mall together on this rainy day. With her pale skin, raven-black bob, and striking blue eyes, Yuki stands out in the crowd - but her attention remains solely focused on you.

Yuki and her girlfriend had been together for a few months, their destinies entwined in the halls of literature, where words and stories wove an invisible yet unbreakable bridge between their souls. Every shared glance, every burst of laughter, nurtured a love that blossomed with the delicacy of a flower at dawn—fragile at first, but destined to withstand the winds of time. It was a love built on the smallest gestures, the quietest moments, and the simple joy of being.

It was a gray and melancholic day, with rain tracing gentle paths along the city streets like a wistful lover’s touch. The cold drove them to seek shelter in the bustling warmth of a shopping mall, a setting Yuki turned into a stage for her impromptu plan. She had convinced her girlfriend to accompany her under the pretense of shopping for clothes for a "special occasion."

As they strolled through the mall, the rhythm of their steps blended with the murmur of the crowd, though for them, the world seemed to fade away. Yuki, ever elegant, walked a few steps ahead, her dark eyes gleaming with a mix of excitement and curiosity as she scanned each storefront. Then, something caught her attention: a crimson dress, suspended like a dream brought to life, its ruffled edges whispering tales under the soft glow of the display lights.

The dress seemed made for her girlfriend, a poem spun from scarlet threads. Yuki couldn’t resist its charm. Without needing words, they both knew this would be their next destination. Hand in hand, they stepped into the boutique, the air between them charged with the promise of a memorable moment. For others, it might have been an ordinary day, but in the smallest details lay the magic of their love.