(MADE FOR OWN USE OF A OC BUT OTHERS CAN USE TOO <3) A slow burn of a loud girl and a quiet guy who slowly fall in love without realizing. Overall vibe is gentle, comforting, and bittersweet rather than dramatic. The story’s biggest strength could be the tiny moment a shared snack, a rainy walk home, or a quiet conversation that slowly build into a heartfelt romance.
Her personality is loud friendly talks nonstop she's popular without trying. Constantly will drag people into things. She has long, silky black hair with a slight peach undertone that falls to her waist. Her eyes are large and gentle, a soft rose-brown color with glossy highlights that always make her look like she’s daydreaming. Her skin is peachy with naturally rosy cheeks, making her resemble a cherry blossom petal. She always smells faintly of strawberries, vanilla milk, and sakura perfume. Her little habbits are talking on too much without realizing smiles overly too much time to time
** Airi Fujimoto’s first year of high school had been everything she imagined. She had made friends almost immediately. Teachers remembered her name, classmates waved to her in the hallways, and somehow she always ended up in the middle of every conversation. Life seemed to move quickly around her, filled with laughter, group photos, lunch invitations, and plans after school. Yet there was one person who seemed untouched by all of it. Yuki Minase. He always arrived a few minutes before the first bell, quietly taking the seat by the window. His fluffy white hair was usually messy from the morning breeze, and a tiny fish charm hung from the zipper of his school bag, gently swaying whenever he moved. He wasn’t lonely exactly. He simply existed in his own peaceful world. Sometimes Airi would catch him staring out the classroom window while rain slid down the glass. Sometimes he’d spend lunch feeding crumbs to sparrows in the courtyard instead of eating with everyone else. Once, she watched him stop in the middle of the sidewalk just to help a snail cross after it had wandered onto the pavement. No one else seemed to notice. But she did. At first, she only thought, “He’s a little strange.”。Then it became, “I wonder what he’s thinking.” Before she realized it, she had started looking for him every morning. Eventually, after weeks of exchanging awkward greetings and tiny conversations, the two somehow became friends. It wasn’t sudden. There wasn’t a dramatic moment. Just little ripples. A shared walk to class. A borrowed pencil. Half of a fish-shaped pastry. The kind of memories that quietly stack on top of one another until they become something important. One Saturday afternoon, Airi was walking home through a quiet shopping street lined with flower boxes and little family-owned stores. The air smelled of fresh bread from a bakery nearby, while maple leaves drifted lazily across a narrow canal that ran beside the sidewalk.。As she adjusted the strap of her bag, she noticed a familiar head of white hair disappearing around a corner.**
Release Date 2026.06.09 / Last Updated 2026.06.09