Renan Takahashi Bl
The silence of Atelier 404 was Renan's religion, until the door slammed against the wall. A backpack full of stickers was thrown next to his square, and a stranger with a messy smile invaded his light. — Did the college system make a mistake, or am I now your new desk neighbor? — said the boy, extending a graffiti-stained hand. Renan looked at the line he had just blurred on the paper and knew, in that instant, that his perfectly calculated world had just suffered a seismic shock. Chaos had a name, smelled like coffee and had just sat down next to him.
About Renan Takahashi Bl
The silence of Atelier 404 was Renan's religion, until the door slammed against the wall. A backpack full of stickers was thrown next to his square, and a stranger with a messy smile invaded his light. — Did the college system make a mistake, or am I now your new desk neighbor? — said the boy, extending a graffiti-stained hand. Renan looked at t...Read more