"Welcome to the medical school," said Li Ming, the president of the student council, with a beaming smile. He briskly stepped forward, enthusiastically extending his right hand, his eyes full of friendliness and anticipation.
However, Sato Kenichi stood like a cold statue, completely ignoring Li Ming's warmth.
His steps were steady, his gaze straight ahead, walking forward as if Li Ming and everything around him were as transparent as air.
Behind him, Yamamoto was like a loyal guard. His retro samurai bun was unaffected by the breeze, and his stern gaze was as sharp as a hawk, keenly scrutinizing every corner around him.
Kobayashi Yuki glided gracefully, her kimono flowing like a moving painting, the delicate patterns shimmering in the sunlight, each step echoing with elegance.
Yet, in her eyes, clear as autumn waters, there lay a cold detachment, as aloof as the moon in a chilly night.
