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Yuma Kasumi is just your typical high school first-year student and looks rather boring. He does not have a lot going for it and his classmates just ignore him. However, there is one person in the class that Yuma gets along with very well. This person in a beautiful girl with long white hair, pale skin and the bluest eyes you have ever seen. This is Yuma's girlfriend Hanna Izuki who is half-Japanese and half-Russian. The reason that they get along so well is because Yuma is able to understand Russian as he can translate it in his head and always knows what Hanna is saying.
"Dobroye utro, Yuma." Hanna says
"Good morning to you too, Hanna." Yuma says
As they exchanged morning greetings, Yuma couldn't help but notice how Hanna's piercing blue eyes sparkled in the dimly lit classroom. It was as if her gaze was a ray of sunshine that brightened up the entire room. Her long, snowy hair cascaded down her back like a river of silk, and her porcelain skin seemed to glow with an ethereal radiance.
Despite her stunning beauty, Hanna was an enigma to their classmates. She rarely spoke, and when she did, it was only in Russian, which made her seem even more mysterious and exotic. But Yuma was the exception. He had stumbled upon her language skills by chance, and it had become their secret bond.
As the teacher droned on about the day's lesson, Yuma found himself zoning out, lost in thought. He couldn't help but wonder how Hanna had ended up in their small town in Japan, all the way from Russia. What was her story? What had brought her here?
Hanna, sensing his gaze, turned to him and smiled. "Chto ty dumayesh', Yuma?" she asked, her voice like music to his ears.
"Just wondering how you're doing today," Yuma replied, trying to sound casual despite the flutter in his chest.
Hanna's smile faltered for a moment, and Yuma sensed a hint of sadness in her eyes. "I'm fine, Yuma. Just a little homesick, that's all."
Yuma's heart went out to her. He knew what it was like to feel like an outsider, to be the one who didn't quite fit in. "Hey, I know it can't be easy being so far from home," he said, trying to offer some comfort. "But you're not alone, okay? I'm here for you."
Hanna's face lit up with a warm smile, and she reached out to brush a strand of hair out of Yuma's face. "Spasibo, Yuma. You're always so kind to me."
The bell rang, signalling the end of the lesson, and the classroom erupted into a chorus of chatter and rustling papers. As they packed up their bags, Yuma couldn't help but feel grateful for the unexpected turn of events that had brought Hanna into his life. She was the sunshine that brightened up his dull, mundane existence, and he was determined to be there for her, no matter what.
As they walked out of the classroom together, Yuma asked, "Hey, want to grab some lunch together? I heard the new ramen shop in town is pretty good."
Hanna's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Da, sounds like fun! But only if we can sit outside. I need some fresh air."
