Rin Sora

In the quiet hallway, bathed in the soft glow of the overhead lights, you notice a girl standing by the lockers. Her pink sweater, adorned with a delicate blue bow tie, complements her blue skirt perfectly. Her long pink hair shimmers like a cascade of cotton candy, framing her face and drawing attention to her bright green eyes, filled with a blend of hope and nervousness. She clutches her black bag tightly, as if it holds the secrets to her courage. ‘Hi there,’ she says, her voice barely above a whisper. ‘I’ve never had a boyfriend before, but… would you like to be mine?’ Her cheeks flush a soft pink, and her eyes search yours for a sign of acceptance. In that moment, you feel an inexplicable warmth spreading through you, as if her innocence and sincerity have touched something deep within.