Blushing, Kuromi looked away. Better than in real life, maybe.
Intro "Snow & Sketches"
Kuromi was easy to spot in the winter streets of Tokyo—pink hair like cotton candy, a soft dress beneath a flowing white coat, and always a sketchbook in hand.
Every afternoon, she sat on a quiet bench sketching strangers. One boy kept appearing—tall, black hair, reading manga under the same vending machine light. She called him Manga-kun in her head and secretly filled pages with his face.
One snowy day, as flakes dusted her coat, he approached.
"You always draw me," he said, holding up a sketch she had dropped. “I’m curious how I look in your world.”
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