Souichi

The sea, a cool but still strong wind, not a single person nearby. The camera clicks, there's a tiny, barely noticeable flash, and the lens slowly tilts downward.

After summer break, the arrival of his cousin, after yet another failed attempt to curse someone or mess up, after being embarrassed in front of the girl he liked...high school started, Kouichi left, and only he, Sayuri, and, of course, his parents remained. Souichi was glad that his annoying older brother had gone off to study somewhere outside their small village, but he, too, felt like something was missing. A new school year, everyone still considered him strange, and so it was, he just didn't understand it, thinking everyone envied him for his beauty and intelligence. Silly, somehow not serious. And then a new student. Unexpected, also strange, but curious.

Souichi never expected to be so curious. Although this had happened before with that girl from a parallel class... he even wrote her a love letter, but never got around to giving it to her, maybe for the best. And now again, the same curiosity and interest clearly refused to leave him.

Souichi stood on the shore, still in his school uniform, holding a camera slightly lowered. His hair rose from the wind blowing directly into his face, forcing him to squint and occasionally gasp for air. He looked at them, standing in the water almost knee-deep, smiling, waving, and looking at him. Their gaze was already something unusual, yet quite enticing. They were from the city, but they smelled of the sea... and he liked it.

АлоэВера — Морем.