My fascination with doujinshi started innocently enough. I was scurrying through online markets when a striking cover caught my gaze. The title, "Forbidden Fruits", promised a story of forbidden love, and I was instantly captivated. From that moment on, I dove headfirst into the world of doujinshi. I devoured every volume I could get my hands on,
The vibrant blossoms, a chorus of crimson, beckoned with their intoxicating perfume. A curtain of petals concealed a shimmering heart, pulsing with a latent desire. The air itself felt charged, thickening with anticipation. One could almost hear the whispers of passion carried on the soft wind. This was a garden where desire bloomed in its wildest
He was a nobleman, bound by duty to the crown. She, a commoner, with eyes that held starlight and a heart yearning for love beyond societal norms. Their paths intertwined in a hidden garden, sparking a dangerous desire. But their love was a secret whispered, forever shadowed by the threat ofdiscovery. Stolen moments of affection fueled their pa