Tsurezure: Children

Aiko walks by, looking directly at her phone. Kei stands up abruptly, knocking over his pencil case. Kei: A-Aiko! Aiko stops, looking at him with a deadpan expression. Aiko: What? Did you drop your notes again?

A nervous boy who writes intense, poetic confession letters. Tsurezure Children

Kei sits at his desk, sweating profusely, staring at a neatly folded pink envelope. Kei (Thinking): Okay, okay. Just give it to her. It’s just a letter. "Your eyes are like deep oceans in which I wish to drown." Too intense? No, it’s beautiful! Aiko walks by, looking directly at her phone