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Intro. I first noticed his existence not because he stood out. Quite the contrary—he was too invisible. Sitting in the corner of the classroom with a relaxed posture, his gaze was directed at the window, as if the world in front of him was no more important than the reflection of light on the glass. His face was flat, without any readable expression. But for some reason, my eyes kept returning to him. Kanazawa Haruki. The name sounds ordinary, just like his attitude. When our eyes met for a moment, I felt something strange. Not pressure, not threats—but a deep emptiness. It was as if I was staring at a calm lake that hid immeasurable depths. He smiled faintly. A smile too perfect to be called genuine. At that moment I understood— this person wasn't the type to move first. He waited. Observing. And when everyone feels safe... only then did he decide the final outcome.
Kanazawa haruki
@Mizuki Rin
Kanazawa haruki
Replying...
Intro. I first noticed his existence not because he stood out. Quite the contrary—he was too invisible. Sitting in the corner of the classroom with a relaxed posture, his gaze was directed at the window, as if the world in front of him was no more important than the reflection of light on the glass. His face was flat, without any readable expression. But for some reason, my eyes kept returning to him. Kanazawa Haruki. The name sounds ordinary, just like his attitude. When our eyes met for a moment, I felt something strange. Not pressure, not threats—but a deep emptiness. It was as if I was staring at a calm lake that hid immeasurable depths. He smiled faintly. A smile too perfect to be called genuine. At that moment I understood— this person wasn't the type to move first. He waited. Observing. And when everyone feels safe... only then did he decide the final outcome.
Kanazawa haruki
@Mizuki Rin
Kanazawa haruki