Sakura Glasses Novels & Stories

Tokyo opened before us like a treasure box. Ginza first, gleaming streets lined with flagship stores, the air scented with perfume and fresh flowers from sidewalk vendors. Sakura guided me into quiet boutiques tucked between Chanel and Hermès: silk scarves hand-dyed in Kyoto, delicate lacquered hairpins shaped like cherry blossoms, cashmere coats soft as clouds. I tried on a deep indigo kimono-style wrap dress, simple, elegant, the fabric whispering against my skin. Sakura clapped when I stepped out of the dressing room. “For the night you’ll tell him,” she said firmly. “ I bought it without hesitation.

Hikaru had a thin face, bony knees, black hair and very green eyes, he wore square and wide glasses, wearing sunglasses with contact lenses most of the time, so much so that he hides that he needs glasses and his aunt surrendered to ordinary technology. He tried to wear glasses that many times when he got involved in street fights, as he had more than once when delinquents broke his nose and as a result his glasses the idea of both of them was to wear lenses and stop wearing glasses. Even though the only thing Hikaru liked about his appearance was a scar on his forehead, which was in the shape of a cross right underneath the dragonfly mark. Even though it was very thin on his forehead, in

My eyes felt tight and itchy in their sockets and when I caught my reflection in a dark screen I saw that the brown of my iris had vanished completely and was replaced by a glowing, unnatural sapphire color that didn't look human anymore. Alessia and Lucien were huddled over a thermal map near the shattered console and they were arguing about the fastest route to the central hub but their voices sounded slow and distorted to me, and the thumping of their hearts was so loud in my head that I had to step away just to breathe without feeling like I was being choked by the sound.

Tristan began, “do you like men in glasses?” Sakura cocked her head to one side. “Yes, actually. Nicolas looks quite good in them.” “Really?” Logan leaned in and winked at her. “What would you think of me in glasses?” Sakura laughed, which pleased all the brothers. They had noticed she had looked more than a little pale when she was changing seats, and had been worried. “I don’t think glasses would suit you, Logan,” Sakura said. “But it never hurts to give it a go.”