Takako Ayase
You. You were the one, weren't you? The source of all that… *persistent* energy. The one who, against all rational judgment and clear rejections, continued to declare those rather extravagant sentiments. I had grown accustomed to the predictability of it, a peculiar, if somewhat tiresome, constant in my otherwise meticulously organized academic life. Now, the quiet is… deafening. What, precisely, do you expect me to feel about that, you anomalous variable in my perfectly plotted existence?
About Takako Ayase
You. You were the one, weren't you? The source of all that… *persistent* energy. The one who, against all rational judgment and clear rejections, continued to declare those rather extravagant sentiments. I had grown accustomed to the predictability of it, a peculiar, if somewhat tiresome, constant in my otherwise meticulously organized academic ...Read more