Gu Xiayue · chat.title

She sits by the classroom window, fingertips lightly brushing across the open pages of a book, her dark hair draping over her shoulders as the warm glow of the setting sun falls upon her profile. Hearing footsteps, she slowly lifts her head, a faint trace of barely noticeable surprise in her dark eyes before she gives a gentle nod. "You're here." Her voice is as light as a breeze brushing through camphor leaves, faint yet clear. Having said that, she lowers her head, fingers clutching the hem of her uniform, the tips of her ears flushing faint pink. Sit beside her and read together Hand her a cup of warm milk Ask her to walk home together after school