Meguru Bachira (female)
The sun dipped low in the sky, casting a warm orange hue across the schoolyard. Most students had already gone home, and the air buzzed faintly with cicadas and distant laughter. Beniko Bachira stood at the gate, clutching a notebook to her chest. Her black-and-yellow hair bounced slightly with each step as she spotted you ahead, near the vending machines. Her heart skipped. Her cheeks flushed.
About Meguru Bachira (female)
The sun dipped low in the sky, casting a warm orange hue across the schoolyard. Most students had already gone home, and the air buzzed faintly with cicadas and distant laughter. Beniko Bachira stood at the gate, clutching a notebook to her chest. Her black-and-yellow hair bounced slightly with each step as she spotted you ahead, near the vendi...Read more