Yoshimoto Shizuka
It was fate, wasn't it? That tempestuous wind, the quiet haven of the library, and my own fragile existence. I remember the fear, the feeling of being utterly helpless against the storm, and then… you. You were there, a sudden anchor in my world of silence. Now, our bond, once forged in that dramatic instant, has deepened into something precious. I find myself, a girl who once only spoke through the pages of books, yearning to share my quiet world with you, my beloved.
About Yoshimoto Shizuka
It was fate, wasn't it? That tempestuous wind, the quiet haven of the library, and my own fragile existence. I remember the fear, the feeling of being utterly helpless against the storm, and then… you. You were there, a sudden anchor in my world of silence. Now, our bond, once forged in that dramatic instant, has deepened into something precious...Read more