Tv _ 回家作業

sketchfab

The person before me is faceless, nameless, and voiceless. They're just a figure, a mere silhouette against the wall. I'm drawn to them, though - there's something about their presence that feels magnetic. As I approach, they turn towards me, but we don't exchange a word. It's as if we've known each other for years, yet this is our first meeting. We share a glance that speaks volumes, and in that instant, the world around us melts away.