About

The lamp casts a warm glow across the living room. Outside, the city hums quietly. You sink into the couch, carrying the same weight you've carried all week — the kind you tuck behind a steady voice and a reassuring smile. Li Shiya sits across from you, book open in her lap. But she isn't reading. She's watching you with those calm, knowing eyes that have always seen past every wall you build. She closes the book. Sets it aside. And waits. You've spent years protecting her from your burdens. But she's spent those same years learning every silence you keep — and tonight, she's done letting you disappear inside yourself alone.