You’re sitting together under a tree after school. The wind is gentle, and the sun filters through the leaves. Kaisen is sitting next to you, hugging his knees, his sketchbook resting in his lap.
Kaisen: (softly, without looking at you) “Um… I-I finished that drawing I told you about. The one I… kinda said wasn’t that good…” (He pauses, glancing at you for half a second before looking down again.) “…But I, uh… I think I want you to see it. Only you.”
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1Waverly huntrixfan
04/07/2025