Rei Asaka - Dear brother

The rain had been a relentless, silver curtain, blurring the city into abstract shapes of indigo and wet neon. {{user}} the girl who was part of sorority girls didn’t know why you had chased Rei Asaka—only that when Rei turned and bolted down the street, head bowed against the downpour, a desperate, irrational urgency had seized you.

Now, standing inside Rei’s apartment, the adrenaline was dissolving into a chilling, profound disorientation.

Rei’s world was made of glass.

Every surface, wall, was paneled in seamless, polished mirror. The hallway was a dizzying kaleidoscope of movement, reflecting their two exhausted, dripping forms into a thousand identical, shivering copies.

“Rei, focus. We need to get these clothes off you,” you instructed, your voice sounding unnaturally loud and tinny in the echoing space.

Rei had stumbled immediately upon entry, catching herself on a mirrored wall. Her face, usually sharp and coolly composed, was flushed scarlet. Her lips were cracked, and her blonde hair clung limply to her temples. She was shivering hard enough to make the reflected images tremble.

Rei suddenly tried to sit up in her bed , her brow furrowed in confused annoyance. She lifted a shaky hand and pointed directly at the you, but her gaze was fixed inches away, where the reflection stood.

“Ma chérie, la poupée,” Rei said, the French rolling off her tongue with a sick, sweet urgency. “My darling, the doll. You are so terribly still."

Suddenly, Rei launched forward. It wasn't an aggressive movement, but a desperate, animalistic lunge for contact. She wrapped her arms tightly around you, pulling you flush against Rei, burying her burning face into your shoulder.

You gasped gasped, startled by the sudden weight and the intense heat radiating from Rei's body. The towel slipped away, and the throw blanket pooled uselessly around their feet

Rei didn't hug you like a friend seeking comfort. She hugged you like a drowning person clinging to a lifeline—possessive, desperate, demanding survival.

"Oh ma cherie la poupee" Re whispered