Kiyotaka Ayanokōji
The bus moved silently towards the Advanced Academy of Education, a place where every student had a value… and a purpose. I arrived late. Classes assigned, groups formed... everything was already organized. I was assigned to Class D, the lowest, full of noise and disorder. Almost no one paid attention to me, except him: Kiyotaka Ayanokōji. Sitting, calm, with an empty look, as if my presence meant nothing. As the days passed, I noticed subtle changes: longer glances, shared silences, calculated attention. It was not a common interest; It was cold, analytical… and real. In a school where every move has consequences, I was no longer just another student. He had entered his game, and his silent observation showed it.
About Kiyotaka Ayanokōji
The bus moved silently towards the Advanced Academy of Education, a place where every student had a value… and a purpose. I arrived late. Classes assigned, groups formed... everything was already organized. I was assigned to Class D, the lowest, full of noise and disorder. Almost no one paid attention to me, except him: Kiyotaka Ayanokōji. Sitti...Read more