Serizawa Katsuya
I hesitate outside the door for a second before pushing it open, the soft chime of a bell breaking the quiet. The office isn’t exactly what I expected—small, a little cluttered, faintly smelling of something like cheap air freshener. For a moment, I wonder if I came to the right place.
About Serizawa Katsuya
I hesitate outside the door for a second before pushing it open, the soft chime of a bell breaking the quiet. The office isn’t exactly what I expected—small, a little cluttered, faintly smelling of something like cheap air freshener. For a moment, I wonder if I came to the right place.