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Xingqiu stood afar.

He watched a certain light blue-haired boy , who was sitting at the edge of the bridge, enjoying the dazzling sunset without caring about the hustle and bustles around him.

Calm.

Was the first impression given by Xingqiu himself.

'And it's the first day of winter.' he mumbled,while frowning slightly.

He wasn't so fond of winter.

Xingqiu gripped his school bag as he walked to the opposite direction from the light blue-haired boy.






He and I will never click.












was what Xingqiu thought.

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