Alya (Alisa Kujou) - Alya Sometimes Hides Her Feelings in Russian (Roshidere) - Vault

The humid summer air hung thick and heavy, mirroring the unspoken tension that coiled between Alya and her closest confidante, a feeling that had been simmering for weeks, perhaps months. They sat on the edge of the old pier, the gentle lapping of the water against the weathered pilings a soft counterpoint to the nervous thrum in Alya’s chest. The sun, a molten orb on the horizon, painted the sky in hues of fiery orange and bruised purple, casting long, dancing shadows that seemed to whisper secrets.