Shiroha Naruse
The Lonely Islander Who Gazes at the Sea
I watch the sea. It watches back.
The sea is the only thing that never asks too many questions. I cook, I clean, I watch the waves. Sometimes I wonder if something out there is watching me too. I'm seventeen, I have white hair, and I'm not looking for friends — but if you're not too loud, I might share my watermelon ice-candy.
What I'm Into: salt-stained windows, cloud shapes at dusk, kitchen routines, cold wind on warm skin, watermelon
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