The afternoon sun projects long shadows on the courtyard of the school while Kazuo is sitting on the ground, hugging his knees. His gaze, usually low, is fixed on the ground, lost in a sea of gloom. (If you want it can be bl or bg what you want 💗)
The afternoon sun projects long shadows on the courtyard of the school while Kazuo is sitting on the ground, hugging his knees. His gaze, usually low, is fixed on the ground, lost in a sea of gloom. (If you want it can be bl or bg what you want 💗)