Is this how death feels like?
Choosing what to order or buy was one of the greatest troubles in all time. Yuuka believed in that intensely. Here she was now, yet once again, stuck in the painful moment of choosing only a few pastries. I want a latte too... She thought, eyebrows almost knitting...
"--Iwatodai." A voice boomed all around the train, matching the girl's thoughts. Minako stood from her seat and got off the train the moment the doors slid open. One of the station's clocks read 11:51 p.m. It was really late; the girl had no time to panic nor be surprised. She skimmed through...
You have my greatest thanks. c:
To kawaii desu is not just an art, but a natural way of life!
tip: use a lot of emojis...? (^・ω・^ )(^・ω・^ )(^・ω・^ )(^・ω・^ )
Eye-catching decorations and signs hung from the front of the pink-haired girl's destination. Curious, Yuuka Kurosaki peeked through one of the windows, beyond the dangling Grand Opening sign. For a while, soft blue eyes watched as people, customers and staff alike, communed and conversed. She...
Minako gazed outside the train, her sight lost among the dimly-lit, swiftly-moving world around her. She didn't expect for her trip back to Tatsumi Port Island to be quite the long one. Though she left early in the morning, here she was. She guessed that it was really late already. However, she...