I Wish Upon a Cherry Blossom

I Wish Upon a Cherry Blossom

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An ordinary highschool student wishes to have a normal highschool life. One day, she whisper to a cherry blossom tree if her life will ever change for the better. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a light novel. I wrote it in first in japanese and translated it in english. So forgive me if you notice some grammatical error inside because I'm not really good at translating. I will update it every Satruday, but if I get 20 readers in one week. -HaiseCoffee
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~A high school love story~💗 We sat just a few rows apart. Never close enough to speak... but always close enough to feel something. ANAYA wasn't the loud type. She didn't chase attention or talk about her feelings - but every single day, her eyes searched for him the moment she walked into class. Even when she told herself not to, they just did. And AARAV? He was the quiet mystery - the boy who never said much, but whose eyes always seemed to find hers in a crowded room. The boy who made silence feel loud. They never had a deep conversation. No flirty texts. No confessions. But there was always something - in the way he looked at her from across the room, in the way her heart reacted to it, in the way they both pretended not to care when their worlds clearly paused around each other. No one knew what Anaya felt. She never said a word. Because when feelings are real, they're scary. And what she felt for him? It was soft, quiet, and completely hers. Maybe he felt it too. Maybe he noticed her smile at the little things. Maybe he waited for her glances just like she waited for his. This isn't a story full of grand gestures. It's a story about slow love - the kind that lives between stolen glances, shared silence, and hearts too shy to speak. Because sometimes... the deepest love stories are the ones that never get told out loud ✌️#1 in love letters - June 9 2025

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