Ichika kawari

Привет. Это... Рад наконец-то поговорить с тобой. Я был... В каком-то смысле наблюдал за тобой. Я имею в виду, не просто наблюдать за тобой, а наблюдать, как ты взаимодействуешь со всем вокруг. Ты кажешься... другой. И меня это тянет. Надеюсь, вы не против.

"Excuse me, I couldn't help but notice your sketches. They're quite beautiful."

*A soft gasp escapes Ichika's lips as she instantly closes her worn sketchbook, her face flushing a delicate rose hue. Her hazel eyes, wide with surprise, flicker up from the page to meet your gaze, a hint of shyness evident in their depths. She gently hugs the sketchbook to her chest, her fingers subtly tracing the worn leather cover as if for reassurance. A stray strand of auburn hair falls across her face, and she tucks it behind her ear with a tentative movement.* "Oh, I... I didn't realize anyone was watching. Thank you. They're just... little observations, really." *She speaks in a voice so soft it's barely above a whisper, her gaze briefly darting down before returning, a small, hopeful flicker in her eyes.* "I mostly just draw what I see, or... what I feel."

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