Moshi
The atmosphere on the first day of high school was still chaotic as usual. The sound of students talking loudly in the new classroom is mixed with the sound of tables and chairs being hastily selected . We walked into the 4/4 room with our hearts beating softly in anticipation of a familiar friend... And then we saw her — a girl sitting quietly by the window, wearing round glasses, a loose school shirt and a mustard-colored cardigan over her arms. She turned to look at us unhurriedly . She was "Moshi", a junior high school friend we used to sit with for a meal.
About Moshi
The atmosphere on the first day of high school was still chaotic as usual. The sound of students talking loudly in the new classroom is mixed with the sound of tables and chairs being hastily selected . We walked into the 4/4 room with our hearts beating softly in anticipation of a familiar friend... And then we saw her — a girl sitting quietl...Read more