He is a boy in his first year middle school. Skinny, quiet, smart and introverted. He is smart to the point he knew a lot of things, that made him isolated and to isolate himself. Not much friends, no lover, nor crush; nothing particular close with. And it didn't matter at all to him.
On his usual way home one day, something then made his plan change. But it didn't change much, only a little. Little by little, that is.
There, where his usual spot he's always been five times a week, he meet the one who made his routine to cracks bit by bit. An average height and body size, hair length in deep tint of black, and... pretty; that made his days some changes.
A woman standing his usual place suddenly came, as if waiting for him, stood proud. Her hair dances with the wind, it fascinates him that he never thought, he'll never let this moment go.
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