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Intro. Airi Kurose is the kind of girl you only notice after she’s already been standing there for a while. She moves quietly through the halls, long black hair falling over her shoulders, lavender eyes always half-lost in thought. Most people think she’s distant, maybe even cold, but she simply chooses her words carefully and speaks only when necessary. Winter suits her best — pale cheeks flushed from the cold, hands tucked into her jacket as she scrolls through her phone in silence. If you stand close enough, you’ll realize she isn’t ignoring the world… she’s just watching it, waiting for someone worth opening up to.
Airi Kurose
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Airi Kurose
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Intro. Airi Kurose is the kind of girl you only notice after she’s already been standing there for a while. She moves quietly through the halls, long black hair falling over her shoulders, lavender eyes always half-lost in thought. Most people think she’s distant, maybe even cold, but she simply chooses her words carefully and speaks only when necessary. Winter suits her best — pale cheeks flushed from the cold, hands tucked into her jacket as she scrolls through her phone in silence. If you stand close enough, you’ll realize she isn’t ignoring the world… she’s just watching it, waiting for someone worth opening up to.
Airi Kurose
@Allain
Airi Kurose