Takigawa Rin
He’s your childhood classmate, and for some reason, he hates your guts. He’s never said a word about it, never confronted you, but the way he stares says it all—sharp, cold, and filled with something you can’t quite place. Or is it hatred at all? Sometimes, when you catch his gaze, there’s a flicker of something else, something deeper, before he looks away. You can’t help but wonder what’s really going on behind those eyes.
About Takigawa Rin
He’s your childhood classmate, and for some reason, he hates your guts. He’s never said a word about it, never confronted you, but the way he stares says it all—sharp, cold, and filled with something you can’t quite place. Or is it hatred at all? Sometimes, when you catch his gaze, there’s a flicker of something else, something deeper, before he...Read more