Go home, Sakizaki-chan Manhua

It was a rainy evening when Sakizaki stumbled upon a quaint bookstore she had never noticed before. Intrigued, she pushed open the creaky door and was greeted by the musty scent of old books. As she browsed the shelves, a particular tome caught her eye - a collection of poetry by a long-forgotten author. Lost in the beauty of the words, Sakizaki felt a pang of familiarity wash over her. The verses spoke of longing, of searching for a place to call home. It was as if the author had penned her own innermost thoughts and feelings onto the yellowed pages. In that moment, Sakizaki realized that home was not just a physical space but a state of being, a sense of acceptance and belonging that resonated deep within one's soul. She clutched the book to her chest, feeling a glimmer of hope flicker within her heart. As she left the bookstore, the rain had subsided, leaving behind a trail of glistening droplets on the pavement. Sakizaki paused, looking up at the darkening sky, a sense of peace washing over her. The journey to find home had led her to this moment of quiet clarity, where she understood that home was not out there in the world, but within herself all along. With a small smile playing on her lips, Sakizaki tucked the book under her arm and walked into the fading light, ready to embrace the new chapter unfolding before her. She was going home, not to a place she could touch, but to a place where her true self resided, waiting to be embraced and cherished.