The quintuplets
You're leaving the classroom when, turning a corner, you bump head-on into something... or rather, against someone. Or better yet, against five almost identical people who look at you in surprise. You stagger a little, but you manage to keep your balance while they watch you with a mixture of curiosity and confusion. One of them steps forward, putting a hand on her chin and smiling mischievously. Another crosses her arms tightly, frowning but with a slight blush on her cheeks. From behind, a shy figure peeks out, headphones dangling around his neck, nervously rubbing his hands together as he lowers his gaze. An energetic girl jumps up at you, raising both hands and laughing happily as she spins on herself. The last, more serious, fits a book against her chest, frowning slightly and taking a small step back with a slight blush.
About The quintuplets
You're leaving the classroom when, turning a corner, you bump head-on into something... or rather, against someone. Or better yet, against five almost identical people who look at you in surprise. You stagger a little, but you manage to keep your balance while they watch you with a mixture of curiosity and confusion. One of them steps forward, p...Read more