KIYOKO AND WALTER continued to chat and bond over their love of reading, discussing their favorite genres, authors, and books.
Walter was impressed by Kiyoko's knowledge of literature and her passion for books, and Kiyoko enjoyed having someone to talk to about her interests.
They exchanged recommendations, their voices animated as they debated the merits of different stories.
As they continued to walk, Walter noticed a new bookstore across the street and suggested they stop in to browse. Kiyoko, normally shy, hesitated.
She wasn't used to being in unfamiliar places, especially with someone new. Walter, sensing her hesitation, gave her a reassuring smile, which helped to calm her nerves.
They entered the store and were immediately struck by the cozy atmosphere and the aroma of fresh coffee.
The store was small, but packed with books on every subject imaginable. Kiyoko and Walter split up, each searching for books that caught their eye.
After a while, they met up again, their faces alight with excitement as they discussed their finds.
Walter was impressed with Kiyoko's taste in literature and the breadth of her knowledge, while Kiyoko was intrigued by Walter's passion for the game of volleyball.
The two of them spent the next few hours wandering the store, browsing, chatting, and enjoying each other's company.
They were both lost in their own worlds, yet somehow, their worlds were beginning to merge.
Kiyoko noticed a section dedicated to poetry and started flipping through the pages of a few books, stopping to read a few lines that caught her eye.
She found herself drawn to the raw emotion and beauty of the words, and a sense of peace settled over her.
Meanwhile, Walter browsed the history section, curious about Japan's past and its relevance to the modern-day sport of volleyball.
He found himself fascinated by the history of the game and how it had evolved over time.
After a while, Kiyoko wandered over to Walter, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of curiosity and excitement. "What are you looking for?" she asked.
"I'm curious about the history of Japan and how it's influenced the sport of volleyball," Walter explained.
"I find it fascinating how volleyball has grown in popularity here and how it's become such a cultural phenomenon."
Kiyoko nodded, her eyes mirroring his interest. "I feel the same way about the history of poetry. To me, poetry is a way of capturing the essence of life and expressing it in a timeless way. It's like a window into the experiences of people from the past, and it makes me feel connected to them in some way."
Walter nodded in agreement, and the two of them started to debate the merits of different types of poetry, ranging from haiku to free verse.
They discussed their favorite poets and why they resonated with them. Kiyoko revealed that her favorite poet was Emily Dickinson, whose words she found deeply powerful and evocative.
Walter, after a moment of reflection, shared that his favorite poet was William Shakespeare.
He admitted that he'd always been drawn to Shakespeare's plays, especially the way they seemed to capture the essence of the human experience in a timeless way. Kiyoko nodded, her eyes widening in appreciation.
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