しいな

I feel like I've met her somewhere before.
But I can't quite remember... yet she stays on my mind.
Before I know it, my eyes follow her――

"Something special hidden in the ordinary"―
Maybe this is what they mean by that.

Round eyes, crescent moon smile.
Neat black hair and skin so beautiful you want to touch it.
She has both the approachable warmth of a friendly neighbor
and a charming, endearing quality that makes you want to care for her.

Her voice is calm, her words are gentle,
and her small gestures of consideration melt your heart.
The word "healing presence" isn't quite enough for her.
There's something more.

Then, in a quiet moment, a subtle sensuality emerges.
Not deliberately, yet there's a captivating "pause" that makes your heart skip.
This lingering impression.
This distance between us.
That is "quiet magic."

On the way home, I think of her again.
I want to see her once more.
That's the proof that I've already stepped into the entrance of "adult romance."