No AudioAkira’s back rested up against the bark of the Great Willow Tree, his hair drooping into his face as he dozed off, glasses crooked. His pen hung loosely in his hand, a few papers scattered about the grass near him. It had been a long day of studying, he couldn’t help but take a small break, despite his great thirst for knowledge. As a leaf drifted past his nose, he stirred slightly, bringing his hand up to rub his eyes. The sun had been long set.
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