Isbn: 9798170408757 - where the sakura's sing (6 resultados)

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Taschenbuch. Condición: Neu. Neuware - Sumire Yoshida has spent nineteen years being the nail that never sticks out. Quiet, precise, an honor student in veterinary medicine at the University of Tokyo, she measures her days in ironed uniforms, second-row seats, and the private ritual of a seasonal parfait. Then a tall American transfer student collides with her on the stairs of Yoyogi Station-blonde, blue-eyed, holding a scrap of black lace-and she does the one thing she has trained herself never to do.She makes a scene.John Henry did not come to Tokyo to become a scandal. Disowned at the driveway, freshly dumped, living with a host family who quote warrior poetry and own a butler café in Akihabara, he is already improvising every hour in a language that still trips him. The lace was a joke from his host sister. The girl who called him a pervert and vanished into the morning rush is the most beautiful person he has ever seen.Tokyo is enormous. Their university is enormous. None of that matters when seating charts, café shifts, and a required course on 'adult partnership' keep placing them in the same rooms-and then, by lottery, in the same apartment.What begins as Sumire's research project-an attempt to decide whether her first impression was accurate-becomes something neither of them planned: shared rice, leaking pipes, language worksheets, and the slow work of being known. But first impressions are stubborn. So is the life John left in California. And when an offer arrives that could pull him home, Sumire must decide whether love is a claim she is allowed to make, or a risk she was built to refuse.A tender slow-burn romance about misunderstanding, chosen family, and the season when the blossoms fall and something quieter begins.…

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Paperback. Condición: new. Paperback. Sumire Yoshida has spent nineteen years being the nail that never sticks out. Quiet, precise, an honor student in veterinary medicine at the University of Tokyo, she measures her days in ironed uniforms, second-row seats, and the private ritual of a seasonal parfait. Then a tall American transfer student collides with her on the stairs of Yoyogi Station-blonde, blue-eyed, holding a scrap of black lace-and she does the one thing she has trained herself never to do.She makes a scene.John Henry did not come to Tokyo to become a scandal. Disowned at the driveway, freshly dumped, living with a host family who quote warrior poetry and own a butler cafe in Akihabara, he is already improvising every hour in a language that still trips him. The lace was a joke from his host sister. The girl who called him a pervert and vanished into the morning rush is the most beautiful person he has ever seen.Tokyo is enormous. Their university is enormous. None of that matters when seating charts, cafe shifts, and a required course on "adult partnership" keep placing them in the same rooms-and then, by lottery, in the same apartment.What begins as Sumire's research project-an attempt to decide whether her first impression was accurate-becomes something neither of them planned: shared rice, leaking pipes, language worksheets, and the slow work of being known. But first impressions are stubborn. So is the life John left in California. And when an offer arrives that could pull him home, Sumire must decide whether love is a claim she is allowed to make, or a risk she was built to refuse.A tender slow-burn romance about misunderstanding, chosen family, and the season when the blossoms fall and something quieter begins. This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from multiple locations in the US or from the UK, depending on stock availability.…

Paperback. Condición: new. Paperback. Sumire Yoshida has spent nineteen years being the nail that never sticks out. Quiet, precise, an honor student in veterinary medicine at the University of Tokyo, she measures her days in ironed uniforms, second-row seats, and the private ritual of a seasonal parfait. Then a tall American transfer student collides with her on the stairs of Yoyogi Station-blonde, blue-eyed, holding a scrap of black lace-and she does the one thing she has trained herself never to do.She makes a scene.John Henry did not come to Tokyo to become a scandal. Disowned at the driveway, freshly dumped, living with a host family who quote warrior poetry and own a butler cafe in Akihabara, he is already improvising every hour in a language that still trips him. The lace was a joke from his host sister. The girl who called him a pervert and vanished into the morning rush is the most beautiful person he has ever seen.Tokyo is enormous. Their university is enormous. None of that matters when seating charts, cafe shifts, and a required course on "adult partnership" keep placing them in the same rooms-and then, by lottery, in the same apartment.What begins as Sumire's research project-an attempt to decide whether her first impression was accurate-becomes something neither of them planned: shared rice, leaking pipes, language worksheets, and the slow work of being known. But first impressions are stubborn. So is the life John left in California. And when an offer arrives that could pull him home, Sumire must decide whether love is a claim she is allowed to make, or a risk she was built to refuse.A tender slow-burn romance about misunderstanding, chosen family, and the season when the blossoms fall and something quieter begins. This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability.…