Author: CakeTripper ( Read more... )

In his large, sparsely-furnished flat Hizaki sat idly atop his bed, basking in the late-afternoon sunlight which shone through the nearby glass door separating his room from the balcony. He lived alone here, suffering only occasional visits from the people he sold music with--Kamijou, Teru, Yuki and--... he glanced longingly at the shapely glass ( Read more... )