"Your hair is very pretty, like Mokuren's" That was what they told me when leaving school.
The person I love began to play with the little pigtails that I manage to get out of the way. He was fucking around for a while until the little garters that hold them up broke.
The pretty girl happened by casually; I understand that you could not ignore me when I remind you of a 'celebrity', I understand it perfectly and, in fact, it does not bother me. I even liked your comment, I admit it.
Either way, the person I love hugged me possessively and whispered in my ear that I was better than this Mokuren.
I still think he's an idiot.
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FanfictionFrom the beginning, looking at you, I knew something was wrong. At first, after hearing your voice, I knew that he had fallen in love with you. At first, knowing you, I believed that we were not meant to be together. If by choosing you I can find ha...
