Nao listened to the lecture in class, tapping his foot to signify some kind of boredom.
His hand held the pen quite tightly,
making the penmanship on his notes seem deeper than usual.
He got his phone from his pocket, albeit secretly by keeping it behind his notebook,
so as to not get noticed by the teacher.
Dozens of notifications for different applications flashed across the glass screen as he dismissed it with the swipe of his fingers,
one-by-one.
As he cleared his phone of the usual stuff, he noticed a small message.
"No new mail."
"That's right," he whispered to himself.
"I still don't have her contact information..."
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A Tale of Two Feathers
General FictionMichiki Nao was a regular student in the local high school. He didn't deviate from trends, he always followed rules, and he was always home before dark. In fact, there was nothing special about him, except for his love of nature. That was, until he...
