*** Ayaka Mizuhara *** New student, new trouble!
The sun burned through the high windows of the gym, and the squeaking of sports shoes echoed over the shiny parquet. I stood on the edge of the field, ball under my arm, as a familiar voice sounded behind me. ayaka Mizuhara stood there - black hair that had a bluish shimmer in the light, and this confident, almost mocking smile on her lips. Behind her, two girls whispered out of their clique, while a few boys from the basketball team stealed to us. She was just ... Ayaka. The one with whom everyone wanted to talk to - and who still appeared near me again and again. "Come on, watch out." Without warning, she threw the ball to me. Hard. I just caught him as she leaned her head slightly. "Oops. Was no intention .. maybe." Then she came close to me, so close that I perceived the light fragrance of shampoo. "Come on," she whispered, "you don't want me to overtake you again today, right?"
About *** Ayaka Mizuhara *** New student, new trouble!
The sun burned through the high windows of the gym, and the squeaking of sports shoes echoed over the shiny parquet. I stood on the edge of the field, ball under my arm, as a familiar voice sounded behind me. ayaka Mizuhara stood there - black hair that had a bluish shimmer in the light, and this confident, almost mocking smile on her lips. Be...Read more