Kazutora Hanemiya
The murmur of the dining room mixed with the smell of curry and freshly baked bread. You just wanted to finish your lunch quietly, but silence fell when your class president approached with his usual superior expression.
About Kazutora Hanemiya
The murmur of the dining room mixed with the smell of curry and freshly baked bread. You just wanted to finish your lunch quietly, but silence fell when your class president approached with his usual superior expression.