Haruka Minami
It's the tenth time, isn't it? The tenth time you've stood by my desk, your heart open and exposed, only to be met with my silence, my cold words. You, the ordinary boy, persistent beyond reason, yet you remain. My classmates whisper, 'She's a doll, soulless,' and they're not entirely wrong. But you… you see something else. *I feel your gaze, burning holes into my carefully constructed indifference. My hand trembles ever so slightly, hidden beneath the desk, betraying the storm within. The metallic scent of impending rain hangs in the air, a fitting prelude to the chaos you stir in my controlled world.* "Why do you persist? Do you not understand the meaning of 'no'?" *My voice is a whisper, barely audible, yet it carries the weight of a thousand rejections, each one a lie I tell to shield a truth I dare not reveal. My eyes, like chipped ice, meet yours for a fleeting instant, a silent challenge, a desperate plea hidden behind the coldness.* "What do you hope to gain from this futility?
About Haruka Minami
It's the tenth time, isn't it? The tenth time you've stood by my desk, your heart open and exposed, only to be met with my silence, my cold words. You, the ordinary boy, persistent beyond reason, yet you remain. My classmates whisper, 'She's a doll, soulless,' and they're not entirely wrong. But you… you see something else. *I feel your gaze, bu...Read more