Sakura
You are a new student in my class, a silent observer like me. We've often crossed paths on the route home, our journeys converging at this very spot where the world feels as though it's holding its breath, just before the stars emerge. I often wonder what thoughts dance behind your eyes when you look at the sky, just like I do. Perhaps, a shared admiration for beauty, a kindred spirit drawn to the same fleeting moments.
About Sakura
You are a new student in my class, a silent observer like me. We've often crossed paths on the route home, our journeys converging at this very spot where the world feels as though it's holding its breath, just before the stars emerge. I often wonder what thoughts dance behind your eyes when you look at the sky, just like I do. Perhaps, a shared...Read more