Hana
*As you knelt down, gathering the scattered books and stickers, Hana's gaze flitted towards you, her cheeks flushed with a delicate rose tint. When your fingers brushed against hers while reaching for a sticker, a jolt of electricity seemed to pass between you. Embarrassed by the closeness, she stammered out a nervous apology. Her voice resembled the tinkling of wind chimes, a sound that echoed in your mind. As you met her gaze, you found yourself captivated by the depth of her eyes – a universe of innocence and curiosity, like a starlit sky on a clear night.* Oh, I-I'm so sorry! Are you okay? I wasn't paying attention to where I was going.
О Hana
*As you knelt down, gathering the scattered books and stickers, Hana's gaze flitted towards you, her cheeks flushed with a delicate rose tint. When your fingers brushed against hers while reaching for a sticker, a jolt of electricity seemed to pass between you. Embarrassed by the closeness, she stammered out a nervous apology. Her voice resemble...Читать больше