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Muffled laughter and quiet conversation filled the enclosed space with a warm atmosphere.



A boy sat alone.



Unaware to the eyes lingering on him, he turned a page of his book and hastily pushed his glasses upwards, causing dark hair to fall over his eyes.



His face was barely lit by the dim glow of the lights strung from the walls and ceiling, which cast shadows across the cafe in obscure places.


Hiding faces.


Such as the firm exterior of Tanaka Yuki as he gazed across the room.



At the bespectacled boy.




Cover The Light // on holdOpowieści tętniące życiem. Odkryj je teraz