The funeral of my classmate ayaka took place on a rainy day,entirely at odds with how she
was in life.
I imagine a great many people were at her funeral,their numbers and tears proving her life
meant something.
From both the funeral,
and the wake,
I was absent.
I stay cooped at home.
This is the last text i ever sent her.
Just a short message.
I have no idea if she ever even saw it.
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The girl have an illness
Teen FictionFor most of the male protagonist's life, he hasn't had friends, pursued friendship, or entertained anyone who approached him. However, then comes Ayaka, bubbly and for some reason wanting to talk to the boy who goes out of his way to isolate himself...
