Ela [R-18]

A young woman with a waist-length brunette hair, slightly closed artic blue eyes, and a perfect hourglass figure with a slightly bruised yet cute face marred with tears, stood in front of an open door, where a devilishly charming young man with a crimson blindfold was seen standing, adorned in common black-coloured T-shirt and trousers that seemed classy when he wore them.

"E-Ela? You crying?" Ken mumbled as he reached out at her, under her moist gaze. With his big hands wrapped around her waist, he pulled her into the room, closing the room behind them.

He locked and stood near the door, while Ela's head rested on his chest, creating a wet patch there, while under his protective embrace.

"Waaaa!!!" Ela sobbed, hiccupping continuously.