We talked until 3 a.m. Turns out Ayaka isn’t quiet anymore — she’s just selective. She told me about her art school rejection, the part-time job at a vinyl record shop, and how she’s been learning to play bass. She showed me her sketchbook: dark, surreal portraits mixed with tiny doodles of cats and vending machines.
We walked to the 24-hour convenience store near my apartment. She bought coffee jelly and a pack of menthols. I bought onigiri and a lottery ticket. -DS- -21 - I Met My Cousin - Tomoda Ayaka - Dec...
Before bed, she whispered, “I’m glad you’re still weird.” We talked until 3 a