Weren’t You Only Using Me As A Stand-in? [27]
Sitting in the backseat of the extended Rolls-Royce, Yozakura Hitomi cast a glance toward Katsura Kotonoha. Kotonoha wasn’t sure if
Sitting in the backseat of the extended Rolls-Royce, Yozakura Hitomi cast a glance toward Katsura Kotonoha. Kotonoha wasn’t sure if
Every Friday, students acted like cats about to go into heat — overly excited and restless. All they had to
“Good morning, Kitahara-kun.” “Morning.” “Kitahara-kun, you’re looking handsome today too!” “Thanks.” From the school gate to the academic building, girls
The final class of the day was PE. If this were back in China, our chronically sick gym teacher would’ve
The sun dipped lower toward the horizon as a flock of crows swept past the Seijō campus buildings, silhouetted against
It wasn’t a weekend, nor was there any special event, yet the McDonald’s inside Tokyo’s Rokuten Shopping Center was unusually
The train zipped forward beneath a crisscross of power lines. Half an hour later, Kitahara Takeru arrived in Tokyo’s Ginza
“She doesn’t even like Tsubasa!” “She just said yes to his confession. Doesn’t she have a single opinion of her
“Takeru, thank you for today.” Exiting the dessert shop with Shijō Maki, Kitahara Takeru checked the time. It was already
“She fell asleep.” Yozakura Hitomi yawned, one delicate hand lazily covering her soft pink lips. She looked like she’d just