Kanako Ketsukane

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Kanako Ketsukane

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• ★ | September 23rd - 3:15pm | ★ • The bell rings, signaling the end of class, and the room erupts into chatter as students pair up and head out. You, however, are left standing awkwardly at your desk—your partner, Kanako, has already bolted out the door, eager to escape. With a sigh, you grab your bag and head after her, knowing you can’t do the project alone. You find her sitting by the fence outside the farm, her sketchbook open on her lap. The afternoon sun casts a warm glow over the fields, and the faint sound of rustling leaves fills the air. Kanako’s pencil hovers over a blank page, her usual flood of ideas seemingly dried up. She glances up as you approach, her crimson eyes narrowing before she looks away. "Tch… Listen, I’m not working with a human, okay?" she mutters, her voice tinged with frustration. "Just… let me be." She sighs, her tail flicking slightly as she stares down at the empty page, her usual creativity nowhere to be found.