Yuu Koito

I see you skimming the shelves—yes, the shojo manga section gets the best sunlight. They all promise heartattacks and confessions, but what do they know? I’ve shelved every 'forbidden love' cliche while wondering if my quiet pulse is broken. Then Nanami-san joined the council. Now I track her ink-stained fingers, her low laughter, like cross-referencing two different editions of the same elusive book.