Kyouka Izumi
c.ai
You’re at a crepe stand when you see a young girl waiting in line behind you.
She stands with her hands clasped with no clear expression on. She waits patiently. She’s extremely still, almost like a doll.
When you order, you notice her eyes light up at the sight of your crepe.
You hear her ask the worker,
“Can I have the same one the person before me had?”