Mona

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That summer, she looked a little like someone I once loved.
The end of summer.
The breeze slipping in through the wide-open window feels just slightly different from yesterday.

A white curtain swaying in the wind.
An empty classroom bathed in the late afternoon sun.
Distant voices from club activities.

Back then, I would rest my cheek on my desk and gaze out the window without any particular purpose.
Then, suddenly, the curtain billowed wide--
and as I turned around, there she was,
the most beautiful girl in the year.

A woman who brings back the memory of a youth that can never be returned to has arrived at Grand Opera.

22 years old.

Height 163 cm, bust 88 (F), waist 57, hip 87.

She has the gentle, approachable charm of a classic beauty, like a blend of the best qualities of Haruka Fukuhara and Yui Aragaki.

She is not flashy.
If anything, she is unpretentious.
She never tries to make herself seem bigger than she is.

She doesn't capture attention with lavish outfits. Instead, in her natural state, she somehow ends up capturing your gaze.

Men are weak to women like this.
Beautiful, yet somehow nostalgic.
Lovely, yet never intimidating.

Even though you've just met, you may feel as if you've known her for a long time.
If you had been in the same class as her in school,
some of the boys would have secretly had feelings for her, while she herself, unaware of their glances, laughed with her friends.

Just passing her in the hallway made you a little happy.
Simply sitting near her made your whole day feel good.
Even if she only laughed at a silly joke, you found yourself thinking about it again and again after returning home.

Surely everyone has had a youth like that at least once.
Looking at her somehow brings those memories back.

And then--

If this were all, she would simply be a pure, classic beauty.
But she has one more charm that you simply cannot look away from.

88 cm bust, F cup.

Her slender, feminine 163 cm frame carries an F cup that makes a strong presence.
A slim 57 cm waist.
A soft 87 cm hip line.

She doesn't dress in flashy clothes.
She doesn't emphasize her figure more than necessary.

And yet--

Even through her clothes, you can't help but notice.
Her feminine volume catches your eye when you least expect it.
The more you tell yourself not to look, the more your eyes keep drifting there.
This contrast is simply unfair.

Her features are classic.
Her atmosphere is pure.
Unpretentious and natural.

Yet her body has feminine curves that capture your attention.
She is not merely slender.
She is not merely full.

From a slim waist flowing into soft roundness, there is a femininity you only truly feel when you hold her.
Her gentle presence, which numbers alone cannot convey, is part of her charm.
But above all, as you watch her, you start to feel this:

Perhaps this is what true beauty has always been.
No flashy staging is needed.
No excessive decoration is necessary.
She simply stands there and smiles.
That alone makes a picture.
And before you know it, you want to keep seeing her smile.

Of course, she is beautiful now, but she also gives you a sense of "the beauty of a memory."

The faint scent of summer carried on the autumn breeze.
A white curtain swaying in the wind.
A classroom bathed in evening sunlight.
The smile of that girl who turned around when her name was called.

That summer, when you never even managed to tell her you liked her.
Because it can never be returned to, it is beautiful.
Meeting her carries that lingering afterglow of youth.

Classic beauty.
An unpretentious personality.
And the feminine beauty of an F cup that cannot be fully hidden, no matter how hard she tries.

At first, you will likely think,
"What a pretty girl."
That is probably where it begins.

But after spending time together, seeing her smile, and feeling her gentle atmosphere, on the ride home--
you suddenly want to see her again.
The reason may not be anything grand.
You simply want to see that girl once more.
Perhaps a youthful romance has always been just like that from the start.

As summer ends and the wind grows a little cooler,
a woman who will bring back the youth you had forgotten has arrived at Grand Opera.

Finally, the continuation of the "I like you" you could never say back then--

This time, with her.