When I'm looking at the bookshelf by the wall, she stands next to me side by side.

Do you have any books you're interested in? I read out that I am a novelist as a profession.

Oh, she laughs. I've always wanted to be a novelist.

Call my name, I say. Ragi, he pronounces slowly and accurately.

A low and firm baritone. When I said to call again, he laughed.

I put my lips on his defenseless neck. I hesitate. I wonder if I'm going to bite off his carotid artery tonight.