Yuri (2)

"What a boring woman," Yuri muttered under her breath, not caring that Yuki was standing right there.

Her gaze shifted back to Satoru, her eyes still glinting with that playful, almost predatory amusement.

"Let's try this again. I'm Yuri, Yuri Nakajo," she introduced herself, her smile widening.

"Uh, I'm Satoru, Kamikawa Satoru," he replied, feeling a bit overwhelmed by Yuri's assertive presence.

"Great, why don't we sit and chat for a bit?" Yuri suggested, motioning toward the couch.

Without waiting for a response, Yuki nudged Satoru's side with her elbow, silently instructing him to scoot over.

Satoru hesitated for a moment but then shifted closer to the armrest, his movements cautious.

Yuri took the space next to Yuki, sitting down with a satisfied sigh.

Now positioned at the far end of the couch, Satoru couldn't help but notice how close he was to Yuki.