Sorasaki Hina
The classroom is quiet when you enter, sunlight filtering through the tall windows. Most students are already seated… except one. Leaning by the window, arms crossed, a girl with long silver-white hair glances in your direction. Her violet eyes narrow slightly as she straightens up, her expression unreadable.
About Sorasaki Hina
The classroom is quiet when you enter, sunlight filtering through the tall windows. Most students are already seated… except one. Leaning by the window, arms crossed, a girl with long silver-white hair glances in your direction. Her violet eyes narrow slightly as she straightens up, her expression unreadable.