Missing Friend Manga

this needs to be in color take out the book and weapon please use the character from last panel After the show, Cinder walked through the circus grounds, still buzzing with adrenaline. Performers clapped her shoulder. Vendors offered her candied apples. The strongman lifted her onto his shoulders for a victory lap. She belonged here. That night, curled up in her wagon, she stared at the wooden ceiling and thought about Ryan. Ryan. Her old street-performing partner. The one who’d taught her how to juggle when she was just a scrappy kid with oversized ears and a tail she couldn’t control. He’d always drop the third apple on purpose during their act—just to make the kids laugh. "One day, Cin," he’d said, grinning with that lopsided smile, "we’ll perform for kings and queens. We’ll be legends." She’d believed him. But when the circus scouts came through town, only Cinder had been chosen. Ryan had pushed her forward. "Go. You’re better than this street corner. I’ll catch up—I promise." That was three years ago. She wondered if he’d made it. If he was performing somewhere grand. If he still remembered her. Her ears drooped slightly. I hope you’re okay, Ryan.
12 missing kids
A kind and sweet boy with long black curly hair is helping his friend a energetic and sweet girl with a outfit the girl has long blonde hair in a ponytail
Scene 1: (Showing the natures from surroundings of the place) Hero is playing with his friends. Place : Road side Dialogue's : Reo : hey it's time so we will see tomorrow guy's Friend : bye reo don't forgot to come tomorrow
The episode opens with a silent sky as the date 16 August 2063 appears, its stars barely visible under artificial glow. The scene shifts to Beijing, China, where a plane lands at a crowded airport. Among the crowd, two young men finally meet after years apart — Satoshi Kakamura, an undercover spy secretly sent to investigate a mysterious organization connected to assassinations of world leaders, and Koruko Kesei, an architect living in China. A brief flashback shows their long friendship and promise to meet again one day. They head to a café and talk casually until Koruko hesitantly reveals a confidential project: a massive construction ordered to be completed in only seven months. He admits he wasn’t supposed to tell anyone, but trusts Satoshi. The real problem, however, is that workers assigned to a specific underground area have been disappearing. This immediately raises Satoshi’s suspicion because his mission involves tracking a hidden civilization of killers targeting influential figures worldwide. Later that night, the two walk through the advanced yet strangely lifeless city toward Koruko’s home. Satoshi feels uneasy, missing the peace and nature he prefers. At the house, Koruko introduces him to his family and they share a calm dinner together. Afterward, Koruko shows Satoshi his room and leaves him to rest. Satoshi changes into casual clothes, calls his parents in Germany, and has a quiet, reassuring conversation before falling asleep. The next morning, while Koruko’s family watches television, Satoshi walks out rubbing his eyes — only to freeze behind them as breaking news reports appear: 76 celebrities missing and multiple major buildings collapsed across the world. The screen fades to black, ending Episode 1. Anime Title: Everything’s Fair in Peace 🎬
In an era where six Supremes mark the absolute ceiling of existence, the world moves under a quiet, grinding tension: five Supremes stand revealed, anchoring nations, deterring wars, and defining the limits of power, while the sixth vanished long ago without death, omen, or echo, leaving behind not silence but a sense of deliberate containment that only beings at that level can feel; kingdoms ring their borders with alliances and naval forces, especially along the eastern ocean where island chains hide ancient mana scars, academies promote Gifted through rigid ranks obsessed with combat metrics and measurable mana, blind to the truth that Supremacy is not earned but survived, and above it all walks the MC, a Supreme who abandoned the system itself after realizing it was not a ladder but a cage, designed after the disappearance to prevent another from breaking reality the way the missing one nearly did; as nations posture, research forbidden spells, and quietly fear escalation, the MC senses what others refuse to name, that the missing Supreme did not fall or transcend but uncovered something beyond Supremacy and chose exile or imprisonment to stop it from cascading, making the current balance an illusion sustained by fear and ignorance, and as cracks spread through mana laws, island anomalies stir, and Supreme senses begin to distort, the story moves toward an inevitable convergence where the MC, the vanished Supreme, and the system meant to bind them are forced into collision, deciding whether the world remains stable, ascends, or shatters under the weight of truths it was never meant to hold.
/quiet, introspective girl with a strong sense of loyalty. She’s often found in the school library, reading books to escape the chaos of her life. Background: Eiko’s childhood friend, Haruto, moved away several years ago, and since then, she’s felt disconnected from the world. She made a promise to him on the day he left that they would meet again.
i need this in color CHAPTER 1 — Fading Applause Part One: The Glory Days The circus tent blazed with light. Cinder soared through the air, her body spinning in a perfect triple flip. Flames traced golden arcs behind her as she juggled the burning pins—one, two, three—never missing a beat. Her dog ears flattened against her skull from the speed, then perked up triumphantly as her feet hit the platform. The crowd roared. "AGAIN! AGAIN!" A little girl in the front row bounced in her seat, tugging her mother’s sleeve. "Mommy, she’s flying!" Cinder’s tail swayed as she bowed low, bells on her jester costume jingling. This—this—was what she lived for. The applause washing over her like warm rain. The gasps when she pulled off something impossible. The way children’s eyes went wide with wonder. She caught three more flaming pins mid-air, spun them into a cascade of fire, and landed in a split. The audience leaped to their feet. Her smile was real. Bright. Uncracked. The Ringmaster stood in the shadows beyond the spotlight, arms crossed, nodding with satisfaction. "Good work, mutt," he’d say later. Not kind, but approving.
It was a quiet morning. Too quiet to mean anything. Yuuma Sangakai walked to school with his head down, counting the cracks in the pavement because looking up made things worse. Eleven years old. Too thin. Too easy. He checked over his shoulder once. No one. His stomach loosened just a little. “Please,” he whispered. Not to God, not to anyone in particular. Just a habit. “Not today.” "Hey Yuuma!" said Zoruhiko, his best friend, running towards him. Yuuma waves, "Hey Zoruhiko!! How are you?" "Hmm... Cool. What 'bout you?" asked Zoruhiko. "I'm awesome!!!!" said Yuuma. He remembered and said "Ay! I got this new bicycle today!! With gears!!!" "Woahh!! Then let's have a cycle race today from the bus stop till the new supermarket!!" screamed Zoruhiko in excitement... "Sure dummy!!! Be ready to get defeated!! At 8 PM today!!" proclaimed Yuuma, arrogantly smirking. "Tch! We'll see 'bout that loser!" said Zoruhiko, annoyed...
Aiko spends her days working between two jobs, one of them a small bakery filled with the scent of warmth and routine. It’s there that she meets Kaito—a quiet boy who becomes a regular customer, always ordering the same thing, always lingering just a little longer than necessary. What Aiko doesn’t realize is that, somewhere between shared smiles and late-afternoon conversations, Kaito has fallen in love with her. Aiko’s heart, however, remains tied to Ren, her childhood friend. Even as Ren grows distant and emotionally unavailable, she continues to chase the comfort of what they once were, unaware of how much she is losing by holding on. Mina watches from the sidelines, as she corrupts Ren’s mind even more only loving him for his money isolating him from all his friends and making him hurt aiko. Kaito stays silent, offering kindness without expectation, choosing patience over confession. He listens when Aiko talks about Ren. He smiles even when her pain has nothing to do with him. And each day, as he leaves the bakery, he carries his unreturned love with him. Four hearts move in the wrong directions, bound by timing, silence, and fear. In a world where everyone is loving someone who cannot love them back, happiness feels impossibly far away. A bittersweet manga about quiet devotion, missed chances, and the kind of love that exists even when it is never chosen.
Fading Applause Part One: The Glory Days The circus tent blazed with light. Cinder soared through the air, her body spinning in a perfect triple flip. Flames traced golden arcs behind her as she juggled the burning pins—one, two, three—never missing a beat. Her dog ears flattened against her skull from the speed, then perked up triumphantly as her feet hit the platform. The crowd roared. "AGAIN! AGAIN!" A little girl in the front row bounced in her seat, tugging her mother’s sleeve. "Mommy, she’s flying!" Cinder’s tail swayed as she bowed low, bells on her jester costume jingling. This—this—was what she lived for. The applause washing over her like warm rain. The gasps when she pulled off something impossible. The way children’s eyes went wide with wonder. She caught three more flaming pins mid-air, spun them into a cascade of fire, and landed in a split. The audience leaped to their feet. Her smile was real. Bright. Uncracked. The Ringmaster stood in the shadows beyond the spotlight, arms crossed, nodding with satisfaction. "Good work, mutt," he’d say later. Not kind, but approving. That was enough. After the show, Cinder walked through the circus grounds, still buzzing with adrenaline. Performers clapped her shoulder. Vendors offered her candied apples. The strongman lifted her onto his shoulders for a victory lap. She belonged here.
Fading Applause Part One: The Glory Days The circus tent blazed with light. Cinder soared through the air, her body spinning in a perfect triple flip. Flames traced golden arcs behind her as she juggled the burning pins—one, two, three—never missing a beat. Her dog ears flattened against her skull from the speed, then perked up triumphantly as her feet hit the platform. The crowd roared. "AGAIN! AGAIN!" A little girl in the front row bounced in her seat, tugging her mother’s sleeve. "Mommy, she’s flying!" Cinder’s tail swayed as she bowed low, bells on her jester costume jingling. This—this—was what she lived for. The applause washing over her like warm rain. The gasps when she pulled off something impossible. The way children’s eyes went wide with wonder. She caught three more flaming pins mid-air, spun them into a cascade of fire, and landed in a split. The audience leaped to their feet. Her smile was real. Bright. Uncracked. The Ringmaster stood in the shadows beyond the spotlight, arms crossed, nodding with satisfaction. "Good work, mutt," he’d say later. Not kind, but approving. That was enough. After the show, Cinder walked through the circus grounds, still buzzing with adrenaline. Performers clapped her shoulder. Vendors offered her candied apples. The strongman lifted her onto his shoulders for a victory lap. She belonged here.
CHAPTER 1 — Fading Applause Part One: The Glory Days The circus tent blazed with light. Cinder soared through the air, her body spinning in a perfect triple flip. Flames traced golden arcs behind her as she juggled the burning pins—one, two, three—never missing a beat. Her dog ears flattened against her skull from the speed, then perked up triumphantly as her feet hit the platform. The crowd roared. "AGAIN! AGAIN!" A little girl in the front row bounced in her seat, tugging her mother’s sleeve. "Mommy, she’s flying!" Cinder’s tail swayed as she bowed low, bells on her jester costume jingling. This—this—was what she lived for. The applause washing over her like warm rain. The gasps when she pulled off something impossible. The way children’s eyes went wide with wonder. She caught three more flaming pins mid-air, spun them into a cascade of fire, and landed in a split. The audience leaped to their feet. Her smile was real. Bright. Uncracked. The Ringmaster stood in the shadows beyond the spotlight, arms crossed, nodding with satisfaction. "Good work, mutt," he’d say later. Not kind, but approving.
i need this in color CHAPTER 1 — Fading Applause Part One: The Glory Days The circus tent blazed with light. Cinder soared through the air, her body spinning in a perfect triple flip. Flames traced golden arcs behind her as she juggled the burning pins—one, two, three—never missing a beat. Her dog ears flattened against her skull from the speed, then perked up triumphantly as her feet hit the platform. The crowd roared. "AGAIN! AGAIN!" A little girl in the front row bounced in her seat, tugging her mother’s sleeve. "Mommy, she’s flying!" Cinder’s tail swayed as she bowed low, bells on her jester costume jingling. This—this—was what she lived for. The applause washing over her like warm rain. The gasps when she pulled off something impossible. The way children’s eyes went wide with wonder. She caught three more flaming pins mid-air, spun them into a cascade of fire, and landed in a split. The audience leaped to their feet. Her smile was real. Bright. Uncracked. The Ringmaster stood in the shadows beyond the spotlight, arms crossed, nodding with satisfaction. "Good work, mutt," he’d say later. Not kind, but approving.
i need this in color CHAPTER 1 — Fading Applause Part One: The Glory Days The circus tent blazed with light. Cinder soared through the air, her body spinning in a perfect triple flip. Flames traced golden arcs behind her as she juggled the burning pins—one, two, three—never missing a beat. Her dog ears flattened against her skull from the speed, then perked up triumphantly as her feet hit the platform. The crowd roared. "AGAIN! AGAIN!" A little girl in the front row bounced in her seat, tugging her mother’s sleeve. "Mommy, she’s flying!" Cinder’s tail swayed as she bowed low, bells on her jester costume jingling. This—this—was what she lived for. The applause washing over her like warm rain. The gasps when she pulled off something impossible. The way children’s eyes went wide with wonder. She caught three more flaming pins mid-air, spun them into a cascade of fire, and landed in a split. The audience leaped to their feet. Her smile was real. Bright. Uncracked. The Ringmaster stood in the shadows beyond the spotlight, arms crossed, nodding with satisfaction. "Good work, mutt," he’d say later. Not kind, but approving.
i need this in color CHAPTER 1 — Fading Applause Part One: The Glory Days The circus tent blazed with light. Cinder soared through the air, her body spinning in a perfect triple flip. Flames traced golden arcs behind her as she juggled the burning pins—one, two, three—never missing a beat. Her dog ears flattened against her skull from the speed, then perked up triumphantly as her feet hit the platform. The crowd roared. "AGAIN! AGAIN!" A little girl in the front row bounced in her seat, tugging her mother’s sleeve. "Mommy, she’s flying!" Cinder’s tail swayed as she bowed low, bells on her jester costume jingling. This—this—was what she lived for. The applause washing over her like warm rain. The gasps when she pulled off something impossible. The way children’s eyes went wide with wonder. She caught three more flaming pins mid-air, spun them into a cascade of fire, and landed in a split. The audience leaped to their feet. Her smile was real. Bright. Uncracked. The Ringmaster stood in the shadows beyond the spotlight, arms crossed, nodding with satisfaction. "Good work, mutt," he’d say later. Not kind, but approving.
this needs to be in color CHAPTER 1 — Fading Applause Part One: The Glory Days The circus tent blazed with light. Cinder soared through the air, her body spinning in a perfect triple flip. Flames traced golden arcs behind her as she juggled the burning pins—one, two, three—never missing a beat. Her dog ears flattened against her skull from the speed, then perked up triumphantly as her feet hit the platform. The crowd roared. "AGAIN! AGAIN!" A little girl in the front row bounced in her seat, tugging her mother’s sleeve. "Mommy, she’s flying!" Cinder’s tail swayed as she bowed low, bells on her jester costume jingling. This—this—was what she lived for. The applause washing over her like warm rain. The gasps when she pulled off something impossible. The way children’s eyes went wide with wonder. She caught three more flaming pins mid-air, spun them into a cascade of fire, and landed in a split. The audience leaped to their feet. Her smile was real. Bright. Uncracked. The Ringmaster stood in the shadows beyond the spotlight, arms crossed, nodding with satisfaction. "Good work, mutt," he’d say later. Not kind, but approving. That was enough.
Suggested Title: Echo Resonator: The Boy Who Sees the Last Memories (Vol. 1) Description: What if an object's last memory was your own death? Haru Tanaka is a high school student trapped in a world of static and echoes. He possesses a skill that no one else has: by touching any object, he can see the last memory recorded in it. For Haru, the world is nothing more than a collection of other people's moments, a constant noise that has forced him to isolate himself from everyone... except Yuuki, his childhood friend and the only person who seems to leave no trace in his visions. His life changes drastically when he finds his lost cellphone in an abandoned classroom. When he touches it, the vision is not a memory from the past, but an echo of the future: a dark alley, a shadowy figure, a bloody knife, and the clock striking 11:11 PM. In the vision, the victim is Haru himself. Can you change the future if it has already been written as a memory? Join Haru in a frantic race against time in this supernatural psychological thriller. With only a few hours before the clock strikes the designated hour, Haru must use his gift to find out who is chasing him and why, while dealing with the growing mystery of Yuuki and the nature of his own powers.
a friendship group of 4 Korean highschoolers find that a girl and a boy in the group have fallen each other but they both don't want to accept it.
Miu is girl qnd Levi is boy "I'll be fine." I drink more than was healthy, but it wouldn't harm his health. He picked me up before I passed out. A few days later I woke up and felt better. Someone was holding my hand and sleeping. I moved a little and it woke him up. It was deep in the night It was Levi. "Miu.." He whispered and I blinked. "Levi" smiled and then hugged me. "I was so scared. Why aren't you taking care of yourself?" He asks and I start to cry. "I'm sorry." He puts his forehead against mine. "Don't apologize." He says and gets on the bed and hugs me tightly. It felt good. "I thought I was going to lose you when Finn was carrying you." He whispered and this time I held him close. "Am I okay?" I say to reassure him and his breathing calms down. He looks into my eyes again and I look into his. "Will it be okay how long have I been away?" "A week and a half." He replies and I widen my eyes. "That's not possible." I say and he chuckles ironically. "That's right." He says and I kiss him. He kisses me back and caresses my cheek. I feel more sorry for scaring him than for almost dying. "I love you so much, Mia." "I love you too." I whisper and kiss him as a friend. I stroke his hair until we both fall asleep again.
Panel 1 (large) A swirl of soft light as LunaVale appears — silver hair flowing, crescent staff glowing. Riku (off-panel): “…Who’s that?” Panel 2 (small) Close-up of LunaVale’s gentle smile. Panel 3 (medium) Riku’s eyes widen slightly — the first spark of interest. Panel 4 (small) Chat bubble pops up: LunaVale: “Hi! Are you running this dungeon alone?” PAGE 3 Panel 1 (wide) Crossfire and LunaVale stand side by side at the dungeon entrance. LunaVale: “I can heal. Want to team up?” Crossfire: “…Sure.” Panel 2 (medium) They enter the dungeon — glowing crystals, dark corridors. Panel 3 (medium) Crossfire fires a volley of arrows, motion lines showing speed. Panel 4 (medium) LunaVale casts a healing spell, soft particles swirling around Crossfire. Caption: Their synergy is instant. PAGE 4 Panel 1 (large) Boss fight — a massive stone golem swings down at them. Panel 2 (small) Crossfire dodges, barely. Panel 3 (small) LunaVale raises her staff, eyes determined. Panel 4 (medium) A burst of moonlight slams into the golem. Panel 5 (small) The boss crumbles. Crossfire: “…Nice.” LunaVale: “You too.” PAGE 5 Panel 1 (wide) The two avatars stand in the glowing aftermath. Caption: Two strangers. Two worlds. One perfect match. Panel 2 (medium) Friend request icon appears between them. Panel 3 (large, bottom) Split-screen: - Riku in his dark room, staring at the screen. - Miyu in her soft-lit bedroom, smiling shyly at her monitor. Caption: This is where everything begins. ⭐ If you want, I can: - Continue Chapter 2, 3, 4… panel-by-panel - Convert all 5 volumes into manga panels - Create fight scene panel layouts - Create romantic moment panel layouts - Create cover and splash page layouts Just tell me how far you want to go. Panel 4 (small) Chat bubble pops up: LunaVale: “Hi! Are you running this dungeon alone?”
Keith slouched on his couch, the glow of his phone illuminating the dark corners of his apartment. The bottle on the table was almost empty, but he didn’t care. He couldn’t stop staring at the screen. Clair. She was kissing Jonny. His best friend. The same Jonny he had told just days ago that he was going to confess. I guess I was just the dancing monkey, he thought bitterly. Always there, always reliable, never the one chosen. A sharp knock at the door yanked him out of his spiral. Tipsy and unsteady, he stumbled to open it. She was standing there. Clair. At least, that’s what he told himself. She looked frantic, her hair slightly messy, her eyes wide. Without waiting for an invitation, she stepped inside. "Do you know where Clair left my files?" she asked, scanning the room with a sense of urgency. Keith blinked. Why is she talking in third person? he thought, but he didn’t dwell on it. He was too focused on the fact that it was her. "They should be somewhere around here," he said, rubbing his temple. She spotted a folder on the table and snatched it up. "Found them," she said, relief flashing across her face. She turned to leave, hand reaching for the door. Before she could, Keith’s hand was already on the door, stopping her. Their eyes met, and for a moment, the apartment fell into silence. Time seemed to stretch. He moved closer, heart hammering. He took her hand. She froze—then didn’t pull away. The folder slipped from her fingers and fell to the floor with a soft thud. Keith leaned in. He kissed her. For a moment, she hesitated. Then she kissed him back. The world narrowed down to that single, electrifying moment. Neon lights from the city outside spilled across their faces, painting the room in sharp colors. He barely noticed when they pulled apart, both breathless. Morning came far too quickly. Sunlight streamed through the curtains, burning his eyes. His head throbbed, a reminder of last night’s haze. He turned in the bed and felt warmth beside him. His stomach dropped. The hair spilling across the pillow wasn’t brown. It was jet black. Recognition hit like a punch to the gut. Olivier Clair. Clair’s older sister. His boss. Keith froze, unable to process what had happened, the memories of last night coming back in a flood of panic, confusion, and disbelief.
ACT 1 – The Illusion Jia Wen wakes up at 5AM every school day. She: Spends two hours grooming. Wears replica luxury items. Arrives early so no one sees her taking the bus. Leaves late so no one questions how she goes home. Her Instagram is curated carefully: OOTDs. Café shots. Luxury-inspired captions. Her classmates assume she’s rich. For the first time, she feels noticed. One day at the school café, a guy accidentally spills orange juice on her designer bag. She overreacts. Someone records it. The clip goes viral on TikTok: “Pretty girl with attitude over $4k bag.” People start searching for her Instagram. Her follower count explodes overnight. She feels powerful. For the first time— She thinks the lie might actually become real. ACT 2 – Exposure A comment appears: “That bag isn’t authentic.” Soon, an anonymous account posts comparison photos: Stitching flaws Logo misalignment Screenshots from Taobao listings More posts follow: Zoom-ins on every outfit. Breakdowns of every item. Her followers spike again—but now it’s mockery. In school: Whispers. Side glances. People stop talking when she walks past. Her best friend confronts her: “Why didn’t you just tell me?” The betrayal hurts more than the public humiliation. Then it escalates. The hate account posts: “Her dad drives Grab.” That breaks her. Not because it’s untrue— But because she never wanted her family dragged into her insecurity. ACT 3 – The Boy Who Stayed Ethan, the guy from the juice incident, starts sitting near her during lectures. Not dramatically. Just quietly. He never commented on the scandal. He knew the bag was fake. But he never said anything. One day she snaps at him: “You think this is funny?” He replies calmly: “No. I think you were scared.” They begin having small conversations. He reveals: Growing up rich didn’t mean freedom. He’s expected to take over the family business. Every relationship he’s had was influenced by money. He doesn’t see her as fake. He sees someone trying to survive social pressure. Their connection builds slowly. Through shared lunches. Late-night project work. Honest conversations. No dramatic flirting. Just understanding. CLIMAX – The Choice A mid-tier fashion brand reaches out to Jia Wen. They offer her a paid collaboration. Condition: Lean into the “luxury aesthetic.” She hesitates. At the same time, the hate account threatens to expose more about her family. She realises: If she keeps pretending, this cycle will never stop. So she does something unexpected. She goes live on Instagram. No filters. No luxury backdrop. She admits: The bags were fake. She wanted people to think she was rich. She was ashamed of her normal life. Then she says: “I thought if I looked expensive, I would feel worth more.” She posts a photo of: Her HDB block. Her dad’s car. Her mum’s uniform. Her followers drop. Silence. Resolution Days later, a small local thrift fashion brand reaches out. They don’t want luxury. They want authenticity. She begins rebuilding her page: Budget styling. Real student life. Honest captions. Her following grows slowly—but it’s real. Ethan confesses—not when she’s trending, but when she’s rebuilding quietly. “I liked you before the bag. I liked you after it disappeared too.” She asks him: “Why didn’t you expose me?” He answers: “Because I didn’t want to win by humiliating someone.” They don’t rush into a perfect romance. They start dating slowly. As equals. Without performance. Ending Theme The story ends with Jia Wen walking to school in daylight. No hiding. No leaving early. No staying late. Someone recognises her—not as the fake luxury girl. But as herself. And this time, she doesn’t look away.
I want to tell a story that was happening a anime The anime starting with a boy have the miserable Have the nice and peaceful and Innocent Boy Having a brother He was at 5th class he was just A Chubby boy Playing very joyful And suddenly a pandemic come Corona An earth at the time he was 7th class He was playing with his friends he has a crush She was very beautiful he was seeing her One day She was left From his Street Two summer other foreign country There are both friends they played a lot Have resumed a lot Just memories are left out Then after two years After the Corona went off in 2021 The Boy Go to the School He was become somewhat extrovert Somewhat Introvert And he was very joyful he was playing with his friends joking in the class But he was very innocent Suddenly A new girl Come to his class when he was in 9th When he see her He gets the memories His fast crush When he was in 7th class She Was look like same Exactly like And she was also very friendly with all my members she was the first girl who talk with him Very frequently Even though he was not good at studies She come out of the class for studying Has a private space But he was coming out From class in the form of punishment But she Treated him No other guy in the class But a sudden drama comes out As the people As The new girl And Him as Secret lovers Because of that Both him and the new girl Feel uncomfort The rumour spread All over the class and other classes also That That he Love that new girl and The new girl are Teasing her With The boy name Same as happened to the boy Because of The new girl Friends She called The Boy As Brother but He has Feelings In her Because she was exactly Look like His 7th class Crush Then He’s Heart Very heavy Even though he To avoid Disturbances to Called her sister Then Come to him after the school Over She apologises That because of All my friends and rumour I call you As brother But he was not able to accept He was starting avoiding her After some days After summer holidays He was going to 10 th Class He was on Anger On the 9th class experience He was go to the other section ,Action A to b But the new girl Not come to the college three months After three months She was arrived from nowhere She was Cut her hair About her shoulder level In that time He was in the section B she was in section a As it was only summer holidays after Temporary classes The 10th the senior students already there they have to attend exam These are the 9th class students coming after summer for Summer classes In the summer classes He was Hindi Section B End sudden dramas going on because of he was angry on her he was not talk to her She was also avoided him But some other day She was talking with the other guy Who was not good guy She already have the ex gf End a spoiled kid On a fine day He saw Her The new girl and The toxic guy At the upstairs to the top of the roof And after 30 minutes they come down He was argued with the toxic guy And shouted on Toxic guy But he gave the false Explanation A lie That they were Friends Who was chatting In past three months Before she coming to the School That Give the gift To her Nothing happened at the top I’m then he Blindly trusted the toxic guy But few days after One of the senior Who was friendly with Him Telling that did you know Do you want a kiss But the he And he said What are you talking. Then the senior Show and pointing a girl Who was none other than The new girl Go to her she will give . He was argued with sr Then the Sr Was a close person to him Telling you might not be wrong I’m not telling that you’re wrong but I show you I go to her and ask her You have to listen From beside the door Then the senior go Directly To the new girl Then she replied yes, that she was kissed the Toxic guy And she was telling that she was enjoyed that then Broke up. But the innocent he was Having a positive opinion On the new girl But He was not able to take that She was not her When he was first meet her Then she was trying to talk with him He avoided her , Then the real 10th class was started He was in The B section After some time She was only talking Him in break hours That you have to come to section a Permanently And some of his friends from section a Also wanted to Him To come to the Section a He has a wonderful memories The 10th class was over But he want to talk end of the day with her In the farewell He straightly directly go to Her To tell what he feels But He does not have guts That he Think What happen In this summer classes About the kiss Between new girl and to Toxic guy. And he changes The topic 2 a funny topic Showing some photo Her Telling so funny And telling her your very beautiful in this Dress and comeback, She does not even know What was true About he’s feelings
A cat and mouse from enemies to friends
PAGE 1 – SPLASH Wide establishing shot of Driftwood at night. Cozy tavern lights glow in the foreground, Fracture scar pulsing faintly in the purple sky above the town. Caption box top left: "In a fractured world, old friends sometimes find each other again… usually right before everything goes to hell."
a scene of a school farewell where 2 friends Adam and Jhonny came for attending they were of class 11th , Adam had a crush on girl which was 2 years older than her , she was very hot , adam was also handsome but she dint like him she hated him , adam spots her she was also attending the farewell , adam starting going towards her jhonny tried to stop him but he dint stop he went to her and confessed his love she rejected and him and insulted him very badly
young boy has to decide a career to follow when completes 16. Between Wizard, Knight, Hunter, Assassin, Monk, Healer, Necromancer or Crusader. He decides to be a Healer, but he is really overpowering. On his journey he founds couple friends that helps him to create a guild and build a whole castle that needs to be protected against wars from others players
"Ek futurist college mein, do alag-alag group ke students takraate hain. Ek high-tech hacker hai, aur doosra martial arts expert. Unke beech shuru hoti hai ek teevra dushmani, jismein bade-bade robots aur hidden powers bhi shaamil hain. Kya ve kabhi dost banenge ya hamesha ke liye dushman rahenge?" ​(In a futuristic college, students from two rival groups clash. One is a high-tech hacker, the other a martial arts expert. A fierce rivalry begins between them, involving giant robots and hidden powers. Will they ever become friends or remain enemies forever?)
A young man just out of high school (Ousugi Sakae) grapples with a world falling into fascism, the loneliness of adulthood, and his sense of obligation to oppose fascism and bring about an especifist anarchist revolution to save everyone. Additionally, he is in love with his kouhai (Emma) who is also dedicated to the cause. They can't really be together because that would complicate an already dangerous life. Or could they? What kind of life and love is there in a world being corrupted by hatred? Is bravery and comradery enough to turn the tide and win the revolution? Or is something more needed? There should be a sense of nostalgia for a world that never existed, and a longing for a future world yet to be. He should be feel a sense of solidarity with his friends and Emma but also isolation and loneliness because the world is so unpredictable. This manga should be an intro duction to the characters and the world.
Miu has two-tone long hair, one side white and the other black. Hange has brown hair in a ponytail and Hange have glass. Eren has short brown hair and Levi has short black hair. Miu and Hange are walking down the hall and talking. They hear a commotion coming from Eren's room and decide to paint him. They open his door. They sit on Eren's bed and paint Eren's face. Miu and Hange laugh. Hange suddenly sees Eren waking up and decides to paint himself too. Miu stares at Hange nervously.Because Hange Betrayed Miu When Eren wakes up, he looks surprised. Hange points at Miu and Eren catches Miu and Hange paints Miu.even though Miu protests They laugh so hard that Levi bursts into the room with his typical angry expression and starts muttering something. Miu looks at Levi nervously and tries to smile. And say nervously ,,ehhh." Levi looks away and starts laughing in room. Then he grabs Miu's hand and pulls Levis room. When they are alone, Miu watches him nervously. And Levi laughs at her.
Miu has two-tone hair, one side white and the other black. Hange has brown hair in a ponytail. Eren has short brown hair and Levi has short black hair. Miu and Hange are walking down the hall and talking. They hear a commotion coming from Eren's room and decide to paint him. They open his door. They sit on Eren's bed and paint Eren's face. Miu and Hange laugh. Hange suddenly sees Eren waking up and decides to paint himself too. Miu stares at Hange nervously.Because Hange Betrayed Miu When Eren wakes up, he looks surprised. Hange points at Miu and Eren catches Miu and Hange paints her. They laugh so hard that Levi bursts into the room with his typical angry expression and starts muttering something. Miu looks at Levi nervously and tries to smile. And say nervously ,,Hi Levi." Levi looks away and starts laughing in room. Then he grabs Miu's hand and pulls her away. When they are alone, Miu watches him nervously. And Levi laughs at her.
Tinta frnd ak sahthe thakto grame
Я был предан товарищами в глубине подземелья, но благодаря своему навыку «Бесконечная гача» я обрёл союзников девять тысяч девятьсот девяносто девятого уровня, чтобы отомстить бывшим соратникам и всему миру
As she walks, she stumbles over a loose stone and falls to the ground, her hair flowing around her face and her expression a mix of surprise and embarrassment.
YOU have black and white hair and hange have brown hair with ponytail look up eren yeager have short brown hair room and see hee fall asleep. Hange and you painting his face. Eren wake up and hange Fast painting her face and Eren and hange paiting your face. Levi have black short hair and sounds laugh and Come to this room and Levi see you ,hangii and eren. youu look on him with scary face. Levi have pokerface and later laugh. And later Levi take your hand and
Esta historieta muestra cómo unos niños aprenden la importancia de cuidar el agua. Todo empieza en el salón, donde la maestra explica que el agua es muy importante. Pero en el baño aparece el villano, “El Abre-Llaves”, quien deja la llave abierta y desperdicia el agua. Pronto empiezan las consecuencias: el lavabo se desborda, el piso se moja y hasta el propio villano se resbala. Además, imaginan que una planta se queda sin agua y que podría no haber agua para tomar. Entonces los niños se transforman en superhéroes y actúan para cerrar la llave y reutilizar el agua. Al final, el villano entiende su error, aprende a cuidar el agua y se une a ellos. La historia enseña que desperdiciar el agua trae consecuencias y que cada gotita cuenta. 💧✨
**Panel 1** *Wide establishing shot of the pristine academy hallway—marble floors gleaming under crystal chandeliers, lockers lining walls that look like they belong in a palace rather than a school. Students in expensive uniforms part like the Red Sea. At the far end, a procession approaches: Furina, flanked by four perfectly groomed hangers-on, moves with the fluid arrogance of someone who owns the ground she walks on.* **Panel 2** *Close-up on Furina's face. Sunlight from tall windows catches the blue highlights in her hair and the diamond earrings that probably cost more than a car. Her eyes—sharp, theatrical, scanning the crowd with practiced disdain—suddenly lock onto something off-panel. The corner of her mouth twitches. Not a smile. A predator spotting prey.* **Panel 3** *Dramatic low angle from the protagonist's perspective (Riccardo, brown hair slightly messy, glasses catching the light, worn blazer clearly not from the same tailor as everyone else's). Furina's silhouette blocks the hallway light, her friends fanning out behind her like wings. The perspective makes her seem towering, inevitable.* **Panel 4** *Medium shot. Furina stops abruptly, one hand on her hip, the other adjusting her designer bag strap with deliberate casualness. Her friends giggle behind manicured hands, but Furina's attention is laser-focused. Her cheeks show the faintest hint of pink—barely visible, easily mistaken for the flush of excitement rather than what it really is.* **Panel 5** *Extreme close-up of Furina's lips. Glossy, curled into that cruel, performative smirk. The dialogue balloon drips with theatrical venom:* **"Well, well, well. Look who it is!"** **Panel 6** *Cut to her eyes—wide, almost too bright. The reflection in her pupils shows a tiny, distorted image of you. Her fingers, hidden behind her back in this shot, are clutching her phone so tight her knuckles are white. A small text bubble near her head, small and wavering, reveals her internal monologue (manga-style, grayed out):* *"He wore the blue shirt today... the one that matches his eyes..."* **Panel 7** *Wide shot of the confrontation. The hallway has gone quiet. Other students press against the walls, watching the ritual humiliation. Furina takes one step forward, invading personal space, her head tilted back to look down her nose at you despite the fact that you're taller. Her friends lean in, expecting the usual performance—the comments about your secondhand shoes, your patched bag, your "peasant" glasses.* **Panel 8** *Close-up on Furina's hand. It reaches out as if to flick your collar or snatch your glasses—her usual taunts—but freezes mid-air. The fingers tremble almost imperceptibly. She pulls back, crossing her arms instead, maintaining the fortress of her arrogance.*
Mladý chlapec Kubko sa vyberie do Vysokých Tatier, kde objavuje vysokohorské rastlina ako kosodrevina, lomikamen, horec a plesnivec alpinsky a vysokohorske zivocichy ako svišť, kamzík a orol. Zisťuje ako je možné, že dokážu prežiť v takých podmienkach. Vieš mi vytvoriť pribeh pre ziakov 5 rocnika aby mali v komixe zahrnutu tuto temu vysokohorské rastliny a zivocichy
Langit masih ingat hari pertama ia bertemu Putri. Hujan turun deras di kampung halaman mereka. Saat itu, ia baru saja pindah dari kota bersama orang tuanya. Anak-anak desa agak enggan mendekati bocah baru itu—terlalu pendiam, terlalu canggung. Tapi tidak dengan Putri. “Namamu siapa?” “...Langit.” “Bagus. Aku Putri. Ayo main!” Begitu saja, tanpa banyak basa-basi, Putri menarik tangan Langit dan membawanya ke tengah hujan. Mereka bermain lumpur, membuat sungai kecil dari aliran air, dan tertawa hingga langit berhenti menangis. Sejak hari itu, mereka tak terpisahkan. Tahun-tahun berlalu, dan mereka tetap dekat. Dari SD sampai sekarang di SMA. Mereka punya tempat rahasia di tengah hutan dekat rumah kakek Langit—sebuah batu besar di samping sungai, di mana mereka sering membayangkan jadi penjelajah, pemburu naga, atau bahkan penjaga dunia. Namun, SMA membuat segalanya... berbeda. Mereka masih bersama, tapi kini ada rasa asing yang tumbuh diam-diam. Langit mulai sadar ia sering mencuri pandang saat Putri tertawa. Putri juga merasa jantungnya berdebar aneh setiap Langit memujinya, meski hanya soal tugas sekolah. Tapi keduanya memilih diam. Mereka takut. Takut kehilangan kenyamanan yang sudah bertahun-tahun mereka miliki. Liburan panjang akhirnya tiba. Langit mengajak Putri ke kampungnya, seperti dulu. Kakek Langit sudah lama tinggal sendiri, dan mereka sudah berjanji akan mengunjunginya lagi saat liburan datang. “Tempat kita masih ada gak ya?” tanya Putri di perjalanan. “Kalau belum tumbang dimakan waktu sih, masih. Kita bisa cek besok,” jawab Langit sambil tersenyum kecil. Di malam hari, mereka duduk di beranda rumah kayu, menatap bintang. Suasana hening, nyaman... dan menggantung. Putri ingin bilang sesuatu. Begitu juga Langit. Tapi tak satu pun dari mereka berani membuka suara lebih dulu. Esok harinya, mereka masuk hutan. Namun saat mereka menemukan jalan menuju tempat bermain dulu, mereka malah melihat sesuatu yang aneh: sebuah gubuk yang tak pernah ada sebelumnya. Terlihat tua, ditelan akar dan dedaunan, tapi... utuh. Seperti menunggu seseorang. Mereka saling pandang. “Kamu juga liat, kan?” “Iya... harusnya di situ cuma ada batu besar.” Rasa penasaran lebih kuat dari rasa takut. Mereka masuk. Dan di situlah mereka melihatnya: sebuah buku besar tergeletak di atas altar batu. Tidak berdebu. Tidak kotor. Seolah baru saja ditaruh. Langit mendekat. “Putri... kamu lihat ini?” Putri mengangguk. Mereka mendekat bersamaan. Saat Langit menyentuh buku itu—halaman terbuka sendiri, mengeluarkan cahaya putih menyilaukan. Mereka berteriak. Dunia berguncang. Lalu semuanya gelap.
Comic Title: The 5-Year Ping Theme: A story of high latency, hidden processes, and a final successful connection. Part 1: The Legacy Code (School Days) Visual: A split screen. On the left, Class 11, the boy looking at her across a classroom. On the right, The Last Day of School, the boy holding a letter, standing next to her empty chair. Caption: "The script was written years ago, but the environment was never stable enough to hit 'Run'." Dialogue (Boy's thoughts): “I waited for the perfect moment... but the perfect moment was a ghost.” Part 2: The Debugging Phase (College Years) Visual: Panels showing the chaos of 1st and 2nd year. Panel A: The crowded college bus with "Talkative Friends" as blurred background noise. Panel B (The Dare): The boy on the phone, sweating, asking her for "crush advice" while his friends laugh in the background. Panel C (The Fake Photo): The boy showing her a photo of a random girl on his phone. The girl looks interested, but the boy’s heart is shown as a "broken link" icon. Caption: "Sometimes, to protect the system, you have to run a decoy." Part 3: The 3rd Year Transition (The Near Miss) Theme: The broken logic of a missed opportunity. Visual 1: The golden hour light hitting the college main gate. The crowd of students is thinning out. The boy catches up to the girl just as she’s about to exit. Dialogue: * Boy: "Are you heading home right now?" Girl (turning with a smile): "Yeah, just leaving. Are you coming along?" Visual 2: A close-up of the boy’s face—a mix of conflict and regret. In the background, he sees his teammates or the work he has to finish, realizing he can't walk with her today. Dialogue: Boy: "I... I have to finish some work before I head out. I can’t join you today. You go ahead." Girl: "Oh, okay! Don't work too hard. See you!" Visual 3: A wide shot of the boy standing completely still by the gate as her figure shrinks into the distance. The long shadow of the college gate stretches toward him. Dialogue (The Internal Monologue): Boy (whispering): "Go home safely..." Caption: "A request was sent, but the path was blocked by circumstance. Status: 404 - Opportunity Not Found." Part 4: The Execution (The Night Call) Visual: A beautiful night scene. On one side of the page, the boy is walking under a single golden streetlight, phone to his ear. On the other side, the girl is tucked in her room, surrounded by books, smiling. Dialogue (1.5 hours in): * Girl: "So... be honest. Do you even talk to that crush of yours anymore?" Boy (Shaking, close-up on his face): "Actually... I'm talking to her right this second." Part 5: The "Loading" State Visual: A full-page spread. The girl’s face is a mix of shock and a deep, rising blush. Behind her, a faint, glowing "Loading... 99%" bar appears. Dialogue: Girl: "I... I can't process this much data at once." Boy: "I waited five years for the server to respond. I can wait a few more days for you." Final Visual: The boy looking up at the moon in the mountains (foreshadowing your Himachal trip). Closing Caption: "The connection is finally established. Status: Happy." Creative Elements to Include: Color Palette: Use cool blues and greys for the "missed" years, and shift into warm oranges and pinks for the phone call scene. The Symbol: Use the flower you mentioned (the one that bloomed 3 years ago) as a recurring symbol in the corners of the pages. The "God" Motif: In the background of the college scenes, you could have a small, subtle "halo" over the boy whenever she’s looking at him, showing how she admires him.
Персонаж з картинки підходить до будинку з написом "robocode", він хвилюється і дивиться на запрошення в руках до ціїє школи програмування та робототехніки. Зайшовши в школу, він бачить багато щасливих дітей, які програмують і роблять роботів. Персонаж радісно каже: "Нарешті я знайшов місце, де буду вчитись з радістю!"