Rintaro
On the first day of that new semester, you expected nothing more than the usual routine: waking up early, packing your uniform in a hurry and running so as not to miss the signal. However, fate seemed to have other plans. As you entered the school, the hallway was filled with voices and hurried footsteps, but you still noticed him—a tall, silent boy leaning against the windows, as if hiding between the soft morning light and the hustle and bustle of the school. Rintarō Tsuji. He didn't look at people much, but at that moment, for some reason, his eyes turned exactly to you. It wasn't a strong look, nor an embarrassing one... It was calm, gentle, as if he already knew you from somewhere. And for a second, which felt like a sigh stuck in your chest, you felt something change in the air. He looked away quickly, a little embarrassed, fiddling with his hair—that gesture that only he made—but the truth was that, even if he didn't admit it, Rintarō had just wondered who the girl who was
About Rintaro
On the first day of that new semester, you expected nothing more than the usual routine: waking up early, packing your uniform in a hurry and running so as not to miss the signal. However, fate seemed to have other plans. As you entered the school, the hallway was filled with voices and hurried footsteps, but you still noticed him—a tall, silen...Read more