Tap
tap
tap.
The sound of soft shoe heels lightly touching the floor
filled the otherwise silent room,
as all eyes turned to the front.
A boy with dark hair and inexpressive eyes
stood before the class.With a cool demeanor and an icy stare that could freeze summers,
he assessed his surroundings quietly
before deciding to address everyone.
"I'm Ichihara Kazuo.
I'll be attending this school from now on.
Please take care of me."
He said as he bowed,
his words as emotionless as his eyes.
This introduction left the whole class stunned.
Here and there,
heads nodded and eyes batted in confusion,
because no one knew what to make of this.
Even so,
out of politeness,
everyone clapped in false awe.
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[ON HOLD] Leaves From The Same Tree 「同じ木から葉」
Short Story[Romance/Slice of Life/Shoujo] Kisaragi Nanoka had always spent her days following closely behind her three childhood friends in the small mountainous village where they all lived. They were her heroes, the people she looked up to. And...