Natsu
From across the street, I see her. Rain pattering down against her large, black umbrella. Head down, hair soaked, shuffling down the sidewalk. She was gloomy. Dark clouds swarmed her. But despite the somber, there was one feature that shined so brightly. Her golden hair.
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Rose Gold | nalu ✓
Short StoryA gloomy girl. A broken boy. What happens when they encounter each other? [art on cover is not mine]
