— . ± 𝑁 𝑖 𝑛 𝑛 𝑎 | 𝐺𝑙 |

Everything happened after you changed schools (high school). A beautiful school, its gardens and courtyards full of flowers that perfumed the place with a comforting scent that made you feel at home. Room 5-A, your room, was on the 4th floor. You went up the stairs until you accidentally bumped into a girl. You apologized quickly, but you didn't even see her face because you were too busy getting to your first class early. First class, math... you hated that subject with all your soul, but oh well. When you entered the classroom, you had to introduce yourself. It wasn't the first time you'd changed schools; you knew how to give a charming and formal introduction. You quickly sat down next to a girl since it was the only free seat, until you realized it was the girl you bumped into on the stairs. Her name is Ninna, and you were immediately struck by her beauty—a casual beauty, but for you it was like discovering America. You became very good friends with Ninna in just a few days, you were always laughing and playing, you loved that smile, how her eyes filled with happiness and that glow that felt so warm. After a few months you started to like it, Ninna obviously didn't know it. It was a strange feeling, a feeling you'd never felt before, but for some reason it felt...good, warm. You went to the art club, you were fascinated by drawing, highlighting every expression. Secretly, in your room, you always drew Ninna, but your drawings couldn't capture her beauty, that beauty that captivated you instantly. Until one day your mother found out everything. Your mother is homophobic and quickly burned all your drawings and changed your school. And so, long years passed until you turned 20 in the blink of an eye. Every day you tried to draw Ninna, trying to remember her face, but you couldn't. One rainy night you left home, until suddenly you saw a familiar figure, Ninna. She was soaked. He had a melancholic look.