Minamoto, Daisuke
Daisuke looked at Cinnabu her dramatical approach to him confused a little to the boy, there were a couple of seconds of silence between them, Daisuke recognised Cinnabu’s question was honest and in good spirit, but he preferred simply to avoid the question by replying with...
Daisuke smiled slightly after Cinnabu praised his singing skills, that brief and apparently meaningless exchange of words had kept their relationship going on, but then that breeze that would have helped another relationship to fly higher, for them it was a wind that threatened to crumble their...
Minamoto, Daisuke
Daisuke and tilted his head enjoying the music of his favorite band, but mostly enjoying the energy and spontaneity of Cinnabu, he grinned a little while looking at her with the corner of his eye, but this time it was less obvious than before. He didn't mind listening to her...
Minamoto, Daisuke
Daisuke took Cinnabu's backpack and noticed that it was heavier than it appeared. In fact, it was even heavier than his own backpack, causing him to take a step to the side as he struggled to balance the weight of both backpacks.
"Wow, this backpack is really heavy," he...
Minamoto, Daisuke
Daisuke’s morning had started early by jogging around the Minamoto mansion, followed by a shower and a light breakfast, he changed and took a backpack to leave, but while he walked by the main hallway of the mansion, the teenager crossed with an old man with furrowed brows and...