Kyouko Hori - Horimiya - Collection

A Rainy Afternoon of Hidden Desires and Passionate Discovery as Kyouko Hori and Izumi Miyamura Surrender to Their Deepest Longings

The rhythmic drumming of rain against the windowpane of the Hori household created a sanctuary of sound, isolating the world outside from the warmth within. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of dried tea leaves and the faint, comforting musk of old textbooks. Kyouko Hori sat on the floor of her living room, her legs tucked neatly beneath her, ostensibly focused on the calculus problems spread across the low table.