"Somera." Helieph called me.
"Hello, Helieph." I said.
"Will you give me a chance to date you?" He asked.
"I don't know." I said.
"It's okay. I will wait for you, later on." He said.
"Okay." I said.
"Bye." He waved at me.
"Bye." I waved back.
"By the way, I almost forgot to tell you." He said.
"What?" I asked.
"Since Cruel New World ended, I realized that I can be more honest about my emotions for you." He said.
"I don't know about that." I said.
"Why? What's the matter?" He asked.
"I don't feel comfortable accepting." I said.
"Okay. But why?" He asked.
"Because complex emotions make me feel uncomfortable. They feel too creepy, sometimes." I said.
"Okay then, can I give them to you through my music?" He asked.
"Yes, that would be fine." I said.
"Okay then, I will do that." He said.
Then, he waved me final bye.
I waved back at him.
Then, I left.
January 17, 3027
Cruel New World was what Moderatists and Believeists described as. I never knew. I had no problem with it at all. The nation fell. It was so remarkable. But it failed.
Such a remark failed.
Then, it all ended.
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Cruel New World
RandomDemocracy in Future. Everyone is happy. But there are those who are unhappy. Who avoids the future? Who avoids the truth? Who dare to run from the truth? Did Democracy even affect anything? Wait to find out. The End. I edited this novel.
